You bite the hand that feeds you

It's all old habit

That you can't break again and again

You can never stop

It's always wrapped around your neck

Since day one we have been good friends

And we got through times most friendships can't stand

But now I've changed

You're on the ground

Fortune

Side by side

That's how we slay forever

And in the old and in the coming days

Breaking the promise

I gave to myself

Craving behind my family and my friends

You're on the ground

Fortune

Together we're bending peace

Like no one else

Together we're playing games on life itself

All I want is staying true

Easily stand the fight with my own hands

Behind our backs

The body gets piled

The bodies get piled

In our front these fucks get fire