Name: On The Edge by Wayde
Duration: 2 min 37 s
Description: Outpouring of feelings of life's hardships and accepting things out of your control.

this from the 23rd 
y'all cant make money work 
y'all have been fundin your habits 
way more than your funding your passions
you have been passive, reactive and actin
me ive been ive been rappin, laughin and having a blast  
in the back of the class i've been huffin these gasses 
like this was just chemistry cook up the ecstacy recipes 
took her to bed with me, she'll be the death of the
please let me just rest in piece mentally
living like lennin i let it be 
no one ahead of me, cant see behind me of recently 
i have been upfront and flying a piece of me rhyming so decently 
even my demons agree im deity 
frequently smoking my weed on the highest of frequencies
finding a piece of my mind that can speak to me peacefully

23rd

back with new kids again
still on our god shit anubis and set
pusch and gillett
we been a dubious threat 
still doing it big as our foreheads be getting
our ego stay stretching
i teach him investments
he teach me to see what's essential 
i still beat his ass when we wrestle 
i still got his back like a trapexoid muscle 
we still talkin shit with no muzzle
still on our gay shit we cuddle 
if ever im seeing you struggle i'm tossin the duffle 
if ever you're stuck in the rubble i'll show up with shovel 
i'd throw my girlfriend in a puddle
to let you walk over no trouble 
love you bro fuck it though let's get a bungalow
100 hoes out in jungle   
to start a collective and run this shit 
spreading our seeds in abundance with 
armies we're starting could take over governments 
hardly be hard 
with the genes that we got they would partly be gods 
they'd be running the streets like we already are
and we already have been
now got our feet up we  nappin
stressed in the past tense 
spending our weekends
renting out mansions 
rappin laughin 
drugs in the cabinets
im reciting my speech while on acid 
choked like im stabbin myself in the heart 
i can see how proud of father you are
i see your son looking at you like stars
i see your wife giving all of her heart
i saw the start of your life 
and im loving the part that you're playing right now 
i'm proud of you brother keep laying it down

i was born and raised with the crack kids
more depraved than gore porn with fat chicks
opened a store to sells apples to adam
im lord of the war selling gas to the fascists
been selling the cells to assassins
been melting the masses with acid reactions
im tripping in bathrooms
on mushrooms with mannequins
handing me napkins like the plastic been wrapped
around all of the plants that we wiping our ass with
and i cannot handle it
need to get out of this head i been battlin
end up in ambulance from my psychosis
my mind is not focus on anything
other than coke and the potions im drinking
been skiing the slopes why my nose has been bleeding
i'm feeding on anyone hoping to beat me
i grow by opponents defeated
like no one devoted or focused as me as of recently
you could not flow on this beat at this frequency
throw you a bone still could not get a piece of me
if you're not growing then you can't compete with me
how could you hope of defeating me
i have been ceaselessly growing till point of obesity evenly
like i'm more rounded than pi
i am a force like my mass multiplied
by the pace i've been racing i'm going mach 5
take no vacations im numb to the grind
a thought on both sides like i'm one to divide
and i'm gemini signed i can't make up my mind
should i settle with greatness or go for divine

acid

bart up on the board keeping score on my hatchback
still be sporting jansport backpacks, and snapbacks
got my vans on like the pack track 

"you're ill" 

still on my 08 shit
work around the clock i'll take the grave shift 
chasing paychecks at a pace that only make sense 
if you spent your days underfed trying to pay rent 

say less

smoking cigarettes to curb my appetite 
i pass the time with acid getting blasted past a satellite
i couldn't pay my power now im showering by candle light 
im drowning under water trying to mastermind my life again

im popping all these pills like they were vitamins 
and sucking off my dentist for some nitrogen

bart

stay seated it's the chairman
i been conceited bout the errors in my mirror like im arrogant
im all american with no embarrassment 
someone call my therapist im scared im very sick and need experiments 
like 
you should strap me to the chair im in in 
and give my ear a lick cuz im not hearing it
my lyrics weird as shit but when compared to it 
your rarest isn't nearing it 
the spirit with a novel and a chariot im mirror'n
(san francisco sample)

the man inside the mirror disappeared he can't face me
i wanna meet me that i could be if not complacent
been fake achievement chasing 
playing games inside my basement  
waste my days by getting wasted taking base hits 
faded as a tape gets
replayed every day im on the same shit 

change it
turn the bus back,  burn the dunce cap, blaze it
waking up at 6 just to practice meditation
i might get to 6 if you wanna try my patience
i been moving weights day trading like it's vegas 
money so straight it's getting married having babies
got a mortgage that im paying 

i don't pay rent i stay profiting 
 
what's the opposite of doctorate 

dropping out of college and still doctor rich

smoother than the water is
could talk you into a lava pit 
obama with the confidence 
been politickin' oval office shit 
quick to solve problem like i started it 

stop it nick 
they're sick of all that cocky shit 
im sorry i got lost in it 
i'll stop if you can copy it
kamikaze shit
feeling like a monster with the continents im conquerin'

free agency

I just wanna head to the mountains 
Throw a couple ropes on a stallion
ride to a road less traveled
Mind need to go unravel
Camp all unpacked got my back in the gravel 
 
used to be focused on cash flow 
but spent all my money on advil
i ran to the the woods just to stand still 
i swim in the rivers with tadpoles
i get all my food from the dirt by the handful

My garden is growing 
My heart has been growing 
My art has been going off 
I have been growing up 
Hairline been going up 
Look like I know enough 
Bathing in ice im not cold enough
Eating these beats till I throw one up 
Seeing my dreams they been showing up 

used to be luck now I'm thinking I'm tapped in 
I took sheets of acid to burn all the masks I was trapped in
i practice my passions i'll master it
i keep getting after it prove that it wasn't an accident magic trick
im in the labarynth i'm mapping it 
driving to russia to capture it 
put me in coach i been practicing 
practicin practicin
i feel more blessed than the vatican 
stress that im handling 
probably have you in a vest in the ambulance 
talking with malice im out of it 

I just wanna head to the mountains 
Throw a couple ropes on a stallion
ride to a road less traveled
Mind need to go unravel
Camp all unpacked got my back in the gravel

east

my girls got an ass so fat like a gat in her pants
ima pass on pacifist
yall on my ass hit the gas your not passin it 
moving so fast that the flash couldn't capture it
google's own maps couldn't track out my path it's a labyrinth
fresher than plastic been wrapped it 
not from this planet just came here to capture it 
none of you moving on static shit you just captcha pic

i have been proving im human
with every move ive been through i'm improving 
my money could bloom to the moon way i grew it 
i ate so much shrooms im in tune with delusions
confused by views here's the proof you're just stupid 

that's true shit excuses dont got em 
i get to the prophet muhammed
if signing on dotted it's gotta have commas
i got hydroponic inside my garages not potted

so off with your top if you caught on my property 
making more guap than boardwalk on monopoly
smoke so much pot like i got a lobotomy 
still off the top talking properly 

sorry ma hope you're still proud of me 
chip on my shoulder from everyone doubting me
counting me out like a calorie 
now so much bread an accountant cant count up my salaries 

keep up my energy mentally 
people keep me keep telling me work on my empathy
i dont have the sensitive tendencies focused on equity 
no time for the pleasantries 
you just some peasants or pets to me

i can not speak an opinion 
without it offending a friend they forgive it 
they know what i mean im autistic artistic 
got business on business on business 
a riz or a spliff im indifferent
i hop off the cliff in the river but missed it 
was born in the mist i miss it 
im 30 years old driving back home on christmas 
gifts in the back like my name is saint nicklas
i spit on the track like im dippin with a split lip 

it's pimp shit bitch this vista 
first girlfriend name was krista
5 years old held hands i kissed her 
12 years old on bus with amber
sucking face fast forward samantha 
high school dance she backed that ass up 
not so fast put hand ham bone 
learned to tuck my dick in pants so
i dont go and blow my ammo, rambo

lets go test how low those seat go
left my girlfriend and moved chico 
learn to use my charm a cheat code
came from coast and i brought that weed smoke 

traded some j's for an a 
skipped a few classes to rap 
smoked a whole 8th in a day 
took a nap, not going back 
dropped out of college to rap
all of my knowledge on tracks 

im honest quit whining i promise i got this 
no time for the drama our prime is upon us 
dive in the water and die on the bottom 
or climb to the top and accomplish obnoxious
that i have to stop because you couldn't cop this 
my eye on the prize with my mind on the profits

get paid put work in
20k hours i deserve this 
learned to converse up in cursive 
blessed by the words i've been cursin
i could write a verse in reverse
then reverse it, nerd shit 
im so high make a bird sick, nervous
dale earnhardt way i burn this verse it's
rubber in the road chasing skirt quick
born in the dirt on my worm shit 
ocd been a wordsmith
spit at a furnace and burned it
learned a whole verse hit it perfect first rip
i dont need to rehearse shirt

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Outpouring of feelings of life's hardships and accepting things out of your control.

On The Edge

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Stop Drop & Roll

Track nine of ten. This is, without a doubt, the most emotional song I composed. I'm not sure why, but it's this one that always resonated with me. It is probably because I'm just a huge baby inside, but I really love this one. It just has a way of bringing out emotions. If there was one track that I would show to people to sum me up this would be the one. Listen all the way through to the end for the uplifting ending. It's truly one of my greats. This is part of a series of tracks I'm releasing. All ten of the tracks are songs that I created in the past years, and each had a purpose at the time. Possibly they still do.

On The Edge

Wayde

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