The Nicewun JM – Close To The Edge

The Nicewun JM – Close To The Edge Lyrics

Artist: The Nicewun JM
Song: Close To The Edge

Don’t push me ‘cause i’m close to the edge
Blaq poet better know the ledge
Screwball, tscrew how we do
Can i get a

Whooohaaan
Can i get a
Haaanwhooo
Let’s go

Yo
I know you’ve heard of my destruction all across the world
Got them wildin’ out, every bboy, bgirl yo
Live from the underground, the four pound sound

Like godzilla just came to town
All you clowns goodnight, it’s over for y’all ****, i burn you in your skinny jeans
**** i’m a warrior, true microphone fiend
I run a muck, leave you stuck on the battlefield

Pure target practice, my mind state gotta ill
Born in the concrete jungle, where **** don’t give a f#ck
Takin’ what ever come through you in trouble
I’m the mutha f#ckin’ wildest, i’m the foulest

Mic in my hand, buckin’ at the crowd b#tch
Black terminator, crush killa hater
All that hardcore street sh#t, bow down to the creator
I be the hardest of the hardcore

Screwball bring the war, to your mutha f#ckin’ front door, whaaat
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
You know my warrior steez , oh sh#t worriers worry
You wanna f#ck with john, major mistake like edwina curry
Gotta pray when i’m slippin’ or i’m flippin’

And as the world burns, remember you must learn
No sing a long song, even king kong ain’t got sh#t on me
Stood underneath him alotta style biters sinkin’ teeth in
f#ck beefin’ true i see through

Juvenile rhymes and fake #ss death threats like guru
Big mouths like billy bass can’t rep to this
The technique, don’t sweat to this
Jump around, leapt to this

Like nate dogg you don’t wanna step to this, trust i’ve prepped for this
Don’t feel bull sh#t like cleaners in bullfight arenas
Screwball, blaq poet the meanest
If your king of new york, you’re walken like christopher

See from the uk, just takin’ the piss for ya
Street level, til noticed like playin’ the rucker
Still shoutin’ like puff, jm mutha f#ckah
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Ain’t talkin’ about no whack mutha f#ckah in the game kid, you better be ready to walk it out

I ain’t got no problem with you runnin’ your mouth, i ain’t no celeb kid, you better get out, yeah
I spit destruction, cause eruption in the lyrical function in the game i love
Don’t push me too close to the edge kid, ‘cause i might erupt, the v hard, c’mon
Heavy with the bars, heavy like a star, heavy like the guitar on the back of the beat kid

I bring the heat, it’s mdv and i naturally smash and i do it fashion’ly
Keep it gully like billy, fame from the mash out posse, i’m ruff and raw and i’m hardcore dog
Happily i take to the stage, ain’t nobody trappin’ me, see the edge is near, i leave you sharp like a tragedy
Hit you hard, real hard like a casualty, i got bars for days, no more space, but fill it up regardless, the ace of spades

There’s more con artists in the present day, more morons on the street that i’d like to see
V be deep on the beats you play, i bring the heat to the beat with the dope display
I’m a lay it down, blaze a pound, rep the town, you better come around, yeah
‘cause the words that i spit is like a script that you found

For the v sound from the compound
For the real hip hop votes, ‘cause we spit in codes
Deadly with the flows, mdv, jm & the blaq po
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang

Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Take ‘em up, bang bang
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
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The Nicewun JM Lyrics – Close To The Edge

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Release Year: 2021