Fall From Grace (feat. DJ Skyrah & Xtra Overdoze)

Stitched together

Like pain and pleasure

I’m hypersensitive

Beyond all measure

I’m falling from grace

I’m falling from grace

Got the Sixth Sense like M. Night

Chem-dawg in my windpipes

The monster under your bed tuck you in tight

I promise you could never fathom what it been like

The four corners of my mind keep closing in

Trying to do right but I’m cloaked in sin

Falling to the bottom of the ocean, its

About to get way darker and cold in this bitch

Salt in the wound let me open the stitch and hit you with that spicy seasoning

I be trifling slightly tweaking still can’t seem to find the reasoning

Overloading senses till my teeth they grind to pieces

Lost my mind a thousand times, its yours, you find it? Keep it, hold up

Switch weapons like Shohei Ohtani

Off the grid it ain’t no way to find me

Talking shit I’ll throw away your body

Yeah I know you thinking that I’m insane probably

But you ain’t got shit to worry about

I’m tucked off in the trees like a birdhouse

The jail in my mind, I’mma burn it down

I’m headed for the roundabout get it turned around

Fuck the word of mouth and the chitter chatter

This shit is getting greasy like a dinner platter

Give back to the camp like a benefactor

Rebel with a cause and I’m ending rappers

MFM logo on the pennant banner

Coming hotter than the shots that I’m sending at ya

Yeah it’s probably gonna bend you backwards

Don’t think about messing with Castor, word up

Stitched together

Like pain and pleasure

I’m hypersensitive

Beyond all measure

I’m falling from grace

I’m falling from grace

OK, I have to admit, I go lunatic

Red Rum, **** you’ll be truly missed

Me I’m stupid lit, where the hood bitch?

On some hood shit, you should loot to this

Waka Flocka Flame, oh let’s do it

In the kitchen cooking hot as naked women

Wait wait wait wait, let me get a little space

Nothin ever never near, but a **** never will

Will still scream fuck what you feel feel

When I feel that I will murder kill kill kill, chill

I’m the shit for real, you a shitty deal, ew

Remember the time and day I lost my mind

Ever since it’s been hard to find

Abandon reason my wicked thoughts go random

Nightmares, my demons are holding hands while dancing

We on the shit that are causing hysteria

Hell in America, violence increase it gets more it's the merrier

She start to smell a bit, think I should bury her

Find your way through the dark, consider it art

Rip ya mental apart, said this shit from the start

Word? I will bring Hell in a cell to your church

Look to the sky with one hell of a smirk

Aint I? Save the bugs bunny

My thoughts become looney while spitting these tunes

Give me space give me room, bitch I do what I do

Your bitch feeling the grove, like the way that she move it

Goblins and goons on to pulling some moves

They a two hour lose and you know if you knew what you knew

You know if you knew what you knew, who knew?

Stitched together

Like pain and pleasure

I’m hypersensitive

Beyond all measure

I’m falling from grace

I’m falling from grace