[Intro]

ILL Fortune on the beat

[Verse 1: Pro Green]

Thought provoking patterns in my lyrics when I speak

I was born a human being who was turned into a beast

I'm off the leash, rhetoric fiends are fully balanced to defeat

The time is now to grab this hatchet, dislocate you from the feet

So combative that they labeled me a threat up on the beat

Alone forever, felt the heat, the fire granted my relief

Tire irons arе responsible for crashing through your teeth

The tеrritory where I roam, it's got me armored like a Roman

Bout to terminate your livelihood, barbaric with the stonings

Punch you in your weakened chest, you're on the ground, your mouth is foaming

Don't condone this but I own this part of feeling

Life is slowing down for me because the slayings of my past keep re-recording

Off into the distance from a feeling, I can't stand the falling

From this point I walked into, I must admit I'm not the safe from everything you thought you knew

I've deeply battled so much strain

In the darkness, in the rain, this mental illness I became

[Chorus: Pro Green]

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

[Verse 2: MC Welchs]

I'm slicing with a knife while I'm smoking on a pipe

I entice you to walk into a trap and pay the price

I'm not so nice, you wanna fight? I don't expect you to roll the dice

I got your life in my grip and my strike's a deadly bite

The aftermath is venomous so when it finally settles in

I'm taking out my enemies and leave 'em in the elements

The spinal cord is delicate and I'm about to sever it

Mix it in with water and I'm slowly making gelatin

Metal in my medicine, it's medical, I'm mental bro

Sentimental killings, leave you living like a vegetable

I take a skeptic’s spine then I bend it 'til it's flexible

And then I rip his face off and I dip it in some chemicals

The way I illustrate about your fate, I draw conclusions

Stuck inside of a state of rage, there's no escape from retribution

I'm exploding with no option to hold back, my brain's un-human

Disillusioned mental illness, turn to praying, I'm intruding

[Chorus: Pro Green]

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

[Verse 3: Smallz One]

Try to solve this puzzle, I'm fucking you up like Jigsaw

Ripped jaws laying in the gutters, they got clipped off

I'm unsolved with dumb thoughts, don't test me

Last time shit jumped off I made necks bleed (Ooh!)

An anomaly, what are they supposed to do with me?

I'm slaughtering, the art of death is what I do fluently

What triggers this (what?)? Simple eye contact

Where it came from? You gon' have to ask Mom that (Yeah)

Fall back unless you know what's about to happen

But I don't even know (no), let's get to brain bashing (Damn)

Let's get to face cracking, bones breaking is a symphony

Bitches vary on size, the music I make sickening

I mean look at me, how am I supposed to make sense?

A walking piece of shit, I'll make you gag on some latex

That ain't a fake flex, what I do is so bad

But I can't control it, case closed and toe tagged

[Chorus: Pro Green]

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it

I got a mental illness and they don't know what to call it

But it feels just like my brain has pulled itself right out the socket

As I look below this mirror, blood is coming out the faucet

These disorders diagnosed without a stable way to solve it