Manchester Speas: Verse 1

I'm on the edge
Tattoo retina on my spine
Chipped letters on the signs
Keeps y'all fuckers outta line
Net gains on my web design
Buzzin in your space
There's two sides to every face
Lil patience, negative faith
I'm on the edge
Black bodies near my bed
White noise in my head
All green are my meds
Still got me seeing red
Bram Stoker's rough draft
Omnipotent in the aftermath
Comfort Neva last
I'm on the edge
My guts been giving me shit
The turn of a dime they gonna flip
Crack a whip on a pussy bitch
Only fuckin tricks
Poison in their spit
Fits perfect in a ditch
Get off my dick
I'm on the edge

Manchester Speas: Hook

I'm on the edge
And I'm wildin, and I'm wildin
I'm on the edge.
And I'm wildin, mothafucka

Centaur Sapien:Verse 2

lurkers gonna lurk
my guts got me going beserk
Adversaries commit hari kari
In the aisles of the cash and carry
dont need any more peers
dont need any more damn peers
dealing with sanity and vanity
feel like a dhampir
trying to latch onto my humanity
psychic vampires are soulless
they drain your spirit want you to be goalless
try to step to me that's an impulse I wouldn't act on
marvel vs capcom boss mode like Onslaught
time traveling in Montauk
im near the abyss with that spider before the internet looking at the web
im on the edge

Manchester Speas: Hook

I'm on the edge
And I'm wildin, and I'm wildin
I'm on the edge.
And I'm wildin, mothafucka