Falling Apart

[Verse 1: Illicit] I tried to paint a perfect picture of a perfect picture Hazard result of this shit, no hits like a perfect pitcher You heard life's a bitch, well I flirted with her Keep strikin' out, now I'm takin' swings at her curvy sister I don't think you get it, not knowin' where you headed Everyday is more dreaded than the last, yeah I said it Cause I wake up with the feeling that I'm lacking all the credit I deserve, payin' dues every track, every second Cause I do this shit for you and you, I never do for me Every track is like I'm writin' out a eulogy That I'm dedicatin' to the hip-hop community Tryin' to bring back for the acts that influence me My perfect world is a room full of true emcees And a few pretty face ladies movin' to the beat But it's hard makin' movements in this industry 24/7 grind, even movin' in my sleep [Hook: Akrobatik] I can't front, it's easy making joints from the heart When every single fucking thing around you is falling apart I can't front, it's easy making joints from the heart When every single fucking thing around you is falling apart I can't front, it's easy making joints from the heart When every single fucking thing around you is falling apart (What?) Falling apart, (what?) falling apart When every single fucking thing around you is falling apart, c'mon [Verse 2: Pat G] It's so loud inside my head, so I spaz Gotta write it down before my sanity crash No food, no job, baby moms on my ass Time's ticking, but it's ticking too fast Of course, I wanna be first, but gotta make it last Brain full of pain, pad's still blank So my freedom got limits like fish in a tank Spliff full of stank, hoping I can mellow out Before I say "FUCK THAT!" and start yelling out So hard to write a song when your mind's spaced I wish that you could spend a day in my space Tripping over the position life's sitting in Wanna quit, but your heart says, "Get it in" Evil wanna take over, don't let it win Word to hip-hop, I'mma rock like setamine [Hook: Akrobatik] [Verse 3: Effect] Yo, they say the ones with the feeling are the easiest songs to write Pours out of you, when you feel wrong, it's right Many tired days, sleepless nights Many struggles with the pen, I gotta fight it to write 'Bout anything other than fighting the fight Got it worded in a way to make you say, "Tight" Cause the songs that I love on all those records you like Are buried at the end, you never heard of 'em, right? It's alright, had a bad year, made that clear When I drank away a summer and I chase it with tears Then pen to release for the whole world to hear To be asked questions, said he didn't answer so I cared Music don't hold the door for me, skip the chivalry My heir appreciates a coat that's less sugary And I'll be, the record that you choose the skip through Cause it's really effortless when I say this to you [Hook: Effect]