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Knife Blade (feat. Ackronem & Eloda; prod. by DJ Adatrak)

from The Chris Tape, Volume Two by Christopher Michael Jensen

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Track 5

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(Verse 1: Ackronem)
So (hi), hello, hello, how are you doin' this evening, I generally have the same response and feelin', hour after minute, wonderin' if I fit in to the box outside my house, 'fore it tears me down, to see these clowns simply slave away their life, the edge of the knife is on some skin again, fightin' with friends invented in they head, it's all just limited to if you're free and timid, kid, get out and really eliminate the stress, and then just crush kill all the rest

(Ackronem, Eloda, & Christopher Michael Jensen)
It's called the hunger

(Ackronem)
Follow dreams not certainty, certainly livin' on the edge, holdin' by a thread, simply fueled by aggression up in my head, I would feel dead to show not tell you the road I roam in a story or a poem, for it's slightly unknown where it will go, for this life is like sharp knives, and everyday is up for grabs, who wants a stab at it, make it a habit before I've had it with these cats actin' static, yeah, we stay ahead, we Crucible, we livin' on that ledge, yeah

(Chorus 1: Christopher Michael Jensen & Eloda)
Chris: Livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes similar to the price paid, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes
Eloda: (Shame, fame, blame, play, games, it's all so strange, die, live, fly, sin, cry, grin, it's all so strange, pain, shame, fame, blame, play, games, it's all so strange, die, live, fly, sin, cry, grin, it's all so)

(Verse 2: Eloda)
I escape into my, crooked reflection upon the blade, knowin' my head is just awfully crazed, lost my ways, don't call me a slave, get out of my way, alright, okay, just don't go spillin' my wine, up and slit my throat, until then I'll spit these jokes, and cut these ropes, bust your hopes of livin' in fear, I'm right here, livin' in clear, livin' so pure, just kiddin', I'm livin' in fear, ferociousness, toastin' this notion of my spirit awoken, the rosen roamin' the ocean, yeah, you're loathin' it, I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile, I can feel it in your nerves, I can feel it in your words, for a while it feels absurd to the point where ya light up a joint and see your, demons screamin' on the ember, go on a bender, aim for the pain, no shame in the games you play, aim for the vein, shoot up the Ape, so in lust with the love, and it feels real great when ya fuck 'til ya dust, huff and ya puff, but ya can't beat the hunger, knife tight to the jugular of the hell-born hustler, he's smilin', so your luck's up, what

(Chorus 1: Christopher Michael Jensen & Eloda)
Chris: Livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes similar to the price paid, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes
Eloda: (Shame, fame, blame, play, games, it's all so strange, die, live, fly, sin, cry, grin, it's all so strange, pain, shame, fame, blame, play, games, it's all so strange, die, live, fly, sin, cry, grin, it's all so)

(Verse 3: Christopher Michael Jensen)
You can be high off life and still fucked up, because a fall from the top can leave you punch-drunk, becomin' pessimistic, gettin' beaten and battered, so much repetition, day after day of your dreams bein' shattered, because a lot o' times, those who don't compromise are the ones who end up the most ostracized, I took ninety-nine bottles and poured 'em out in the sea, and I'm alone with no smoke to cloud what I see, I have an unfettered look at reality as it really is, hurt feelings mixed with banality and I'm filled with this sickness deep inside of my gut, like a bullet hole in my navel, both eyes squeezin' shut, head spinnin' like a dreidel and my mind's in a rut, imagine being disabled and tryin' to jump, 'cause when those highs get lower and lower, it's not an easy thing to embrace when you're facin' it sober, I hold my head in the palm of my hand, trying to weigh these dark thoughts against the odds that I have, but the question is loaded, you think it's easy for someone to follow their heart when it doesn't even know how to get where it's goin', and so I'm

(Chorus 2: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes similar to the price paid, high stakes similar to the price paid, high stakes similar to the price paid, livin' life at the edge of a knife blade, high stakes similar to the price paid

credits

from The Chris Tape, Volume Two, released August 15, 2012
Vocals written and performed by Chris Audet, Mike Rimnac, and Christopher Michael Jensen.

Original production by DJ Adatrak.

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