I've tried this letter now, Several before, the party's over and, The is no more, I'll tell you now that has become somewhat a chore, And following their rules is such a God bore, Now I say God I'm programmed, But I in none, I see no interventions and I see no Sons, And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break breathing lungs, Just take the words reverse back upon my evil tongue, I've children arm eachother like it's second nature, Some wanna watch the world burn, And upon the drums, And is why the music and the rhythm will live on, Chaos has a and death is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the I sing, Close this chapter and I think, life is a disaster and it stings, I'm trying to find a way to sing, Sing out to the I sing, Close this chapter and I think, This life is a and it stings, You see I'm trying to a way out,
What a world, a world, I'm hanging up the now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end
I went to visit wounded out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon, When they sat before me as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen, I'm thinking that the enemy away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they no remorse at any minute bam, fucked off while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off, Know our is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they crying their butts off, why I get so much, When a bust, Why we got it so 'cause it's so rough, For the soldiers who, Do exactly what told to do, Damn, do exactly what they're told to do, Defend they're and uphold the crew, But give my one and only for you, a hell of a job description, I don't know if my with this one, But I its the laws of sick men, Send out and they fall the victim, Of an clans plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I realized our is another man's hands,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end
When I see how my loved ones left, I wonder how I would I would fight, I wonder if I would give in and let the lead me into night, See I got too much left, My grandmother to early, for moments more but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me, We drift, like two ships in the roughest of seas, That's why this moments yet I'm too distant to feel it complete, See these I feel so disconnected, It harder to drop to my knees, I guess that's a side of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed with and grief man I wish we were kids again, Things simpler than 90s incidents, Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast, Faster than speeding bullets whizzing down ways, Abruptly I'm waking up from haze, But only to the world hasn't changed, Some of ya'll not fazed, Y'all think it's the way we been it I'm sinkin right back in this haze, 'Cause thesecould turn out to be my today, a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the will I rock this chest, Swing back and forth and tempt death with a stare,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end