Ill as a hornet, swarming around
An angry young man is what I became
Your political correct world is incorrect I've found
Push
The day that you got full of yourself, and now only you're to blame
CHORUS
Push me on off of the ledge
I'm ready for you
I'm standing with my toes hanging over the edge
Not worried about a push coming down from above
Look in my hands it's not what it seems
When push comes to shove
Touch the fist that can shatter your dreams
Touch my hands I been around touch the man
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