The track was from the album Gamblin’ On A Whiteboy Volume 4.
Chords Info
- Tuning: Standard(E A D G B E)
- Key: Fm
- Capo: 1st fret
- Chords: Em, Am, G, C
- Suggested Strumming:
- D= Down Stroke, U = Upstroke, N.C= No Chord
Guitar Chords | Ukulele Chords |
Em – 022000 Am – x02210 G – 320003 C – x32010 | Em – 0402 Am – 2000 G – 0232 C – 0003 |
Track Info
- Song: Close To The Edge
- Artist: Jelly Roll
- Album: Gamblin’ On A Whiteboy Volume 4
- Released Date: 7 June 2011
[Intro] Em There's only so much pressure a
Em Em
man can take before he just snaps Em And perhaps Em I've reached that level of pressure Em Am Em Em Am [Verse] Em Ever since my record was spinning Em Everybody calling me with a freaking opinion Em Tell me where was your opinion
when we wasn't winning Em When we was losing in the bottom of
the 9th inning Em These streets is getting crazy,
it's kill or be killed Em They said this mixtape will
never top deal or no deal Em Yea I freak with Lil Wyte but
I don't be in that man's face Em I spend a lot of time building
my own freaking fan base Em They want the old Jelly back,
how much can this man take Em Before I go postal and just
flip like a pancake Em And every verse is hard now,
they say that it's incredible Em But I'm the same me, bench,
don't put me on no pedestal Em Smile on my face, but
I feel I'm going crazy Em I was doing better when
I ticked off my baby Em I remember CCA,
I was sitting in H unit Em All I wanna do is
come home and make music [Chorus] Em I think I'm close to the edge
Am
(kill or be killed) Em I think I'm close to the edge
Em
(DJ scratching) Em I think I'm close to the edge
Em Am
( DJ scratching) Em Am I think I'm close to the edge, I think
Em
I'm close to the edge [Verse] Em A lot of people talking,
I hear a lot things Em Some people want me to sing,
some people want me to scream Em Some people say they want to
bring the street crap back Em E Ain't no glory in the fact that
Em Em
I keep this trap Yea I pieced that pack,
get caught and tell crap Em You better believe that
I ain't been in the cell bench Em Yea I go and grab
my pistol before
I put my pants on Em And I promise one thing,
I'll never make a dance song Em See I don't the Dougie and
I don't crack the Soulja Boy Em I'm the captain of the
ship that's going overboard Em Radio won't play it 'cause
I'm cussing too much Em Well crap dang expletive tramp
bench go on freak [Chorus] Em I think I'm close to the edge
Am
(DJ scracthing) Em Em I think I'm close to the edge Em Em I think I'm close to the edge Em I think I'm close to the edge, I think
Em
I'm close to the edge [Verse] Em Yea, they say I'm barely nice right Em Right? Shout out to Sonny Paradise, sike Em Now they wanna call 'cause
I run the county Em Back then I swear they ain't give a
freak about me Em Tell me calm down,
man it's just entertainment Em I'm just sayin that
I ain't even wanna be famous Em I did this for Worm,
I did this for Strug Em Yet I did this 'cause
I kind of still own the plug Em Wish I could work it off then
go back to serving Em I would never rap again,
man freak these verses Em They tell me calm down
'cause they know that I'm spiritual Em I'm spiritual, so every single night
I pray for miracles Em These rappers aren't lyrical,
They just throw subliminals Em They ain't been to jail before,
They are not criminals Em My position's biblical,Sick of
all this ridicule Em Their buzzes are miniscule,
They just tone to intervals [Chorus] Em I think I'm close to the edge
Am
(DJ scratching) Em Em I think I'm close to the edge Em Em I think I'm close to the edge Em C Em I think I'm close to the edge Em Em I think I'm close to the edge [Outro] Em Em Em Em Em Em
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