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Everyone Sucks

[Intro]
Trust is a corpse, buried deep in the muck,
World’s full of snakes - man, everyone fuckin’ sucks.

[Verse 1]
People fake as hell, wearin’ masks like a scam,
Talk behind my back, but they shake my hand,
Friends turn to foes, quicker than a gram,
Humanity’s a circus, and I’m dodgin’ the sham.
Boss wants my grind, but he’s skippin’ my pay,
Homies borrow cash, then they ghost, run away,
Strangers cut you off, with that smug-ass grin,
World’s a snake pit, and I’m sheddin’ my skin.
Lies pile high, like a landfill of trash,
Promises break, leave you burned in a flash,
Spit so fast, I’m a lyrical lash,
Rippin’ through the fakes, turn their egos to ash.
Neighbors talk shit, while they smile at your door,
Social media clowns, postin’ flex for the score,
Everywhere I turn, it’s the same damn bore,
Everyone’s a leech, always beggin’ for more.

[Chorus]
Everyone sucks, yo, they’re draggin’ me down,
Fake-ass vibes, wearin’ lies like a crown,
No trust, just dust, in this clown-ass town,
I’m spittin’ for the real, while the fakes all drown.

[Verse 2]
Grew up believin’ in the good of the heart,
But people’s greed tore that hope apart,
Best friend snitched, left me scarred from the start,
Family’s no better, playin’ games for a part.
Every handshake’s cold, got an angle to sell,
Words sweet as honey, but they’re forged in hell,
Carried all their burdens, till my spirit just fell,
Now I’m done with the world, got no trust to dwell.
Seen too many masks, from the streets to the suits,
Backstabbin’ cousins, chasin’ clout for the loot,
Even lovers lie, leave you empty, no roots,
Life’s a gallery of fakes, paintin’ pain in cahoots.
Thought I’d find some real, but it’s all just a front,
People’s egos bloated, pullin’ every stunt,
My heart’s a graveyard, full of names I once loved,
Everyone fuckin’ sucks, push comes to shove.

[Verse 3]
World’s a cesspool, I’m wadin’ through the slime,
People’s souls rotten, like they’re dead in their prime,
Cutthroat smiles, stab you deep for a dime,
Humanity’s a butcher, carvin’ trust as a crime.
Fakes get gutted, in my rhymes they’re the prey,
Lies like entrails, scattered out in my way,
Rip through their facades, leave ‘em bloody and frayed,
No one’s worth savin’, they’re all built to betray.
Faster now, I’m a blade, choppin’ egos to bits,
Bars like a guillotine, droppin’ frauds in the pits,
Spit so rapid, leave their masks in a split,
No remorse, ‘cause their bullshit don’t quit.
Crowds full of vipers, with their venomous tongues,
Climbin’ over corpses, just to climb a few rungs,
I’m the reaper of fakes, with my lyrics as guns,
Everyone fuckin’ sucks, till the last bell’s rung.

[Chorus - repeat]
Everyone sucks, yo, they’re draggin’ me down,
Fake-ass vibes, wearin’ lies like a crown,
No trust, just dust, in this clown-ass town,
I’m spittin’ for the real, while the fakes all drown.
[Outro - ominous spoken word inspired by Necro]
People’s hearts are voids, where the darkness breeds,
Plantin’ seeds of deceit, chokin’ out the good deeds,
In this world of frauds, I’m the one who bleeds,
Everyone fuckin’ sucks - fuck their selfish needs.