Worthless (Feat. Ceschi & P.O.S)

[Mike Haze]
Thinking that I've been betrayed
I got no way to escape
Trapped like a rat in cage
Facing my fate with the head of snake
Drift into hate
Lay in the doubt while we sink in the pain
Sinking the blade
Taking it out when you're digging your grave
Into the fray
The innocence fades
But we're breaking away
Who do we blame
This shit is so fake
Their brains are so vacant
Been thinking of shooting
Or lighting the fuse
I dont think of the future
Don't listen to rumors
Eclipsing the lunar
We crawl from the sewer
Don't think we won't do it

Strife can take a toll
But I found another way to cope
It's brain control
Afraid I'm gonna take this blade to throat
Try take another life with this vacant soul

Never want to back down cuz I stay provoked
Only wanna lash out so the hate can grow
Didn't know i was broken so lost in the moment
I'm taking the road that the sacred have chose

[Ceschi]
Snake eating a snake eating a snake
That's the American way
Psycho pacman, I was gonna get praised
[?] gotta work everyday
From a low wage
How you gonna fill time before the grave, how you gonna fill time
"I'm fine" you say with your eyes looking away
The [?] won't say what you still gotta prey
You're a pawn to the game
Little bitch get played for the rest of your life god bless goodnight
What I gotta do to make a motherfucker listen to they own cliches
Okay player
Question one: what's your angle?
Question two: who stole your soul?
Question three: are you gonna be
Are You still living your life on your knees?
Sucking a dick of a boss for free?
Watch as he profits off [?] disease
Who is the victor?
Who is the victor?
Who is the victor?
That's question four

[P.O.S]
Oh shit!
What happened to you? Just kidding man I don't give a fuck
[?] and a [?] all over you
Some fucks make all the good luck and use it up quick
Lemme get a sip
You've been eatin long enough wolf-wolfin shit
I'm bad wolf in a loner pack [?]
And its on whether you condone the act
Whatever
Whatever we sever juglars
Of rutterless regular other-weres
There's less and less of you everyday
There ain't a place you can run away
There ain't no way
Ain't enough cash; we do not play
Don't make us laugh
L-O-L L-O-L elevate faster
And get trashed to passed up
So it's nice to be up and finish last thing
Be a man to respect much
But you can come with the gut punch
And save your energy and push that blade you toughed up
Yeah everything's relative
Everyone's relatives everyone relative's suck
Everyone's negligent, everyone's heads [?] everyone's slave to a [?]
Okay cool
Buy guns, fuck school (what? shut up)