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 get piled The bodies get piled In our front these fucks get fire