Hand Grenade

I'm livin on the edge of a razor blade

Jump me

You gon jump on the hand grenade

Give a fuck who you are it's off with your head

I could walk through hellfire and talk to the dead

Fucker get up

No rest for the wicked Imma punch you a one way ticket

Mother fucker get up

No rest for the wicked come get you this one way ticket

I've been waiting for this come and show me your best

I'm about to beat the heartbeat right up outta your chest

Always aim for the head never shoot for the vest

Without a body there's no case never confess

I'm not in it with you ya'll locked up with me

Light it up run the fade now pick up your teeth

I've been waiting for this come and show me your best

I'm about to beat the heartbeat right up outta your chest

I'm Livin on the edge of a razor blade

Jump me

You gon jump on the hand grenade

Give a fuck who you are it's off with your head

I could walk through hellfire and talk to the dead

Fucker get up

No rest for the wicked Imma punch you a one way ticket

Mother fucker get up

No rest for the wicked come get you this one way ticket

I've been waiting for life living under the night

I'm about to wipe your existence with a swipe to the right

Finger touching Im itching to get another stripe

My emotions are numb I'm thinkin fuck your life

These fuckin lines in the street are always paper thin

I tried to get out they pull me right back in

I've been waiting for life through the darkest night

I'm bout to wipe your existence saying fuck your life

I'm Livin on the edge of a razor blade

Jump me

You gon jump on the hand grenade

Give a fuck who you are it's off with your head

I could walk through hellfire and talk to the dead

Fucker get up

No rest for the wicked Imma punch you a one way ticket

Mother fucker get up

No rest for the wicked come get you this one way ticket

Kill or be killed thinking animalistic

Sadistic ain't no vaccine for the sickness

I swear to jehovah I get rid of the witness

With the quickness then it's right back to the business

Now who the fuck you think that you talking to

Ain't no talking over here choppas pop at you

Now look at you all fucked up

Somebody call the paramedics come pick shit up

I'm Livin on the edge of a razor blade

Jump me

You gon jump on the hand grenade

Give a fuck who you are it's off with your head

I could walk through hellfire and talk to the dead

Fucker get up

No rest for the wicked Imma punch you a one way ticket

Mother fucker get up

No rest for the wicked come get you this one way ticket