Various Artists - The Edge of the Blade lyrics

Intro: [Mystikal] Man I got something to tell you I don't know how to explain it But I'm different (crazy) Naaaaa....aight I'm, I'm, I'm not like you I'm not like others It's like I've been here before [Verse 1] 504 is the domain I don't sang My rhyme go bang n***a, ain't in the place get a flame and ya act like propane No sweat, no blood, no pain, no gain (Blade) No cards, no deal, no dice, no game, no thangs I'm givin you b**hes something vicious Now I'm partin the pieces like porcelain dishes I'm dirty I get all the way down in the ground witch WHAT Memorize, take a picture, n***a write a book, I don't give a f** I'm blended bile, ground rip up Darem here They down to give up n***a you underneath, me out my entrance Off by inches I can count a hundred thousand pennies Help me center Look at that, look at that, look at that, get back I get very scary like that gatlin b**h whats happenin I rip tracks and pop tapes I'm so popular they just got the rock I spread Time I gotta watch what I say (Blade) I gets pride cus I'm from round where the crocodiles play (singing - and when they take my leg) I make em' say Aww give it to me don't be that way I'm tellin ya from cuttin ya tellin what the music I've been doin this sh** I'm highly trained on how to use it Start checkin somebody bout the prospective Pa**es are selective maximum effectiveness Brain celftic Brown completic It just don't get no ??? I'll perfect it Yall n***as couldn't pop a rubber band on my parade Choppin and slicin with the edge of the blade Chorus: The blade (x 24) (clip from movie) Blade: There are worse things out tonight than vampires Girl: Like what? Blade: Like me [Verse 2] I turn a s**a into supper Got suffer Mighta hada enough Thats why I cus (come on f**er) I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired They can't hide from the pain cus the noise don't stop They don't stand a ghost of a chance but the try One side of my mind tell me to get the other say let em' ride Even when a couple of hundred years gone by They still gonna bite and I'm still gonna fly Yes....five fingers around their necks I'll run through your back and come out your chest You movin to fast you forgot to pace your self Aww sh** here it comes n***a brace your self Oh my goodness Don't worry I'ma getcha no matter how I put it Imitates, I'm limit, tall limit, tell it (Blade) Let me finish hedgehog and answer fella You would if you could but you dont get up off And I'm the hand on tha hammer on the nail in the coffin I'm marchin to a different drummer At the head of the parade I'm the edge of the blade Chorus (x32)