Fighting Cocks

It's ridiculous
There's nobody listening to us
And we can keep on acting like it doesn't rattle us
We can come up with all sorts of excuses
But get the fuck out of your head that somebody's trying censor us
No one cares we are lost, forgotten
We're drowning in an ocean of competitors
I think fast, try to calculate my remaining breath
And I estimate that I got approximately 12 seconds left
While the surface is like 20 seconds away
And my muscles will get tired
Which means that I'll be going slower
On top of that there's the pressure of the water
And those mother fuckers panicking creating disorder
So I think, my best option is to swim off to the side
I'll Waste some energy but from there I got a clear path to the sky
Or I can stay here and with everything I got try to climb off someone else's back
Still its not enough to reach the top
Some collaborate some don't, and think it's just luck
In the end tho, nobody gets out
We're the worst type of warriors, society's fighting cocks

If you want me out you better knock me out
Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you
Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got
And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about

Right before the mark I come rushing with a flying sidekick
You might raise your hands a bit but I'm so quick it'll hit
And if your'e still on your feet
I'll throw a jab as a faint
A body shot to open up your face
So I can land one on that chin
Bet your cerebral spinal fluids
Wont be cushion enough to stop such rapid brain movements
In a second the control over your legs will become lose and you will fall
See the thing is, A 130 pounds still you can't take me down
I'll drop you with a crescent kick
Fuck ground and pound
Look how my shoulders carry no tension
I got my arms down, set to explode in a millisecond
Pass your guard now, shooting a straight left to your sternum
Slide out
Watch the pain spread like venom
And if you'll remain standing
I get to show off more weapons
And we're going to deep water together
See I'm crazy like Roice Gracie
I'll lock an Imanari choke
And brake that neck so gracefully
You think those birds understand
That we're looking at a piece of our life?
Cuz to live is to fight

If you want me out you better knock me out
Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you
Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got
And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about

If you want me out you better knock me out
Cuz if you don't it's gonna be a fucked up night for you
Deep water or not, I'm bringing everything I've got
And I'll be standing in the end and that's what fighting's all about

Is this real?
Look I don't know what this is
I can't hear a damn thing but the sound of my voice is so clear
Wait, am I even speaking out loud?
My mind is to clouded to think
My entire body is numb my vision is blurry
I'm just trying not to faint
Yes this is my end
I know it is cuz I can feel again and all this pain and terror running thru my veins
Can only mean one thing
So this ground is this my final resting place?
What a fucking disgrace
Guess I'll try to use my early trick and roll my self sideways
Yeah that's a cool instinct of mine
Probably the biggest difference between you and I
In the most uncomfortable and messed up times
I can find drive to fight
To tell you that it was always worth while would be a lie
Look at my life...
Still I know far beyond my limits lies
Something much more enjoyable than what's between a woman's thighs
And With that thought I stand up and I realize,
I'm doing this alone
Fuck metaphors when I say broken body
I mean real broken bones, my shape's deformed
My mind is worn but my spirit feels strong
As far as I'm concerned I've weathered the storm
And I'm ready to go
You better hold on