[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