Devil fell from Grace

(Verse 1)

Yo, when the devil fell from grace, left a trace in space, Marked the moon with his face, left a scar on the human race, In the red brick, ghetto streets, where the heat meets the pavement, Life's a twisted arrangement, survival's the enslavement.

From the concrete jungle where the pain breeds, We hustle hard, 'cause that's how we feed our needs. In these streets, every step's a risky chase, Where the devil left his print, a dark embrace.

(Chorus) When the devil fell from grace, Left his mark on the moon, his face, In this place where the bricks melt, Survival's dealt, it's a hand we've been dealt.

(Verse 2) In this world of shadows, where the lost souls roam, Got dreams deferred, still aiming for that golden throne. In the belly of the beast, we strive to rise, Under moonlit skies, where truth often lies.

From the block to the corner, the corners to the court, Where justice ain't served, it's just a wicked sport. Living in this chaos, trying to find grace, In the remnants of the devil's fiery trace.

(Chorus) When the devil fell from grace, Left his mark on the moon, his face, In this place where the bricks melt, Survival's dealt, it's a hand we've been dealt.

(Bridge) But we ain't giving in, ain't bowing to his game, We'll rise above, reclaim our name. In the midst of the darkness, we'll find our own light, Break free from this cycle, take flight into the night.

(Outro) When the devil fell from grace, Left his mark on the moon, his face, But in the midst of this twisted space, We'll find our place, our own embrace.