[Verse 1 - Mane Rok]

Toes slip to the tip quick So pissed that I risked it

Hindsights twenty twenty don’t trip in this instant

Satisfaction that’s my passion focused to get lit

Peek over where the sidewalk ends, take a sniff kid

Put that boom in your trunk, quench that elephant thirst

Disasterous, naw just one hell of a flirt

Can’t tell if it works, still enveloped with hurt

Already fell from heavens grace so to hell with the earth I

Johnny Cash checks-walk the dotted line

Satans preying and waiting, but it’s not my time

Rolled dollars in my nose coins dot my eyes

Avoid crossing the t’s, you know cops and swine

Spot the signs seen thru the window pane

Eyes blind inside dying shit’s so strange

On the verge the views voice spits your name

Only choice to back off like it’s no thing

[Chorus - Cuts]

Don’t push me, ‘cause I’m close to the edge

Don’t push me

Don’t push me

I'm trying not to lose my head

[Verse 2 - Deca]

Full moon fever’s in effect there’s teeth marks in the preacher's neck

Animal instincts are too hard to keep in check

I slow dance with death but can’t keep in step

I ain’t leaving yet the vibes to sick when we connect

That LIFE Crew shit, getting Eiffel tower high

And looking down on the scene like the pupil in a cowards eye

Slanging devil’s snow, plentiful chemicals

With centerfold looking mami’s all on my genitals tenticles

Reaching out I’m trying to see what she’s about

I leave the house around the witching hour that’s when all the freaks come out

But the ox breeds a different kind of beast

That hates giving head but loves sucking off the time realease

I’m surrounded by foulness the wildest

Only concerned with the right now is childish

Got carried away with the carbon-monox

But the more emotion I put into it the harder I rock

[Chorus - Cuts]

Don’t push me, ‘cause I’m close to the edge

Don’t push me

Don’t push me

I'm trying not to lose my head

[Verse 3 - InkLine]

I got a taste for living on the edge like nobodies business

Hard headed, set in my ways call ‘em addictions

Hit up the hedonist for technical support

A little pride to swallow, and self-esteem to snort

Fighting an inner-battle, in turn eternal war

The devils got my soul what will he return it for (I dunno)

I’m trying to get my game up, it’s my turn to score

But for some reason love’s seeing me burned and scorched

Too many times too close to being a tragedy

Sick in the mind trying to justify my strategy

But my addictive personality is challenging

Practically back to back casualty’s acurately

Blow out my birthday candles and I make a (death wish)

Know how to really make the best of being helpless

Tune out exes calling me selfish

Practice my sales pitch to sell tix to hells pit

[Chorus - Cuts]

Don’t push me, ‘cause I’m close to the edge

Don’t push me

Don’t push me

I'm trying not to lose my head