I've tried this letter now, times before, When the party's and, The is no more, I'll tell you now living 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 and I see no Holy Sons, And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break breathing lungs, Just take the words reverse them back my evil tongue, I've children arm eachother like it's second nature, Some just wanna the world burn, And upon the drums, And that is why the music and the rhythm will on, Chaos has a melody and is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the I sing, Close little chapter and I think, This is a disaster and it stings, I'm trying to find a way to sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this chapter and I think, This life is a and it stings, You see I'm to find a way out,
a world, what a world, I'm hanging up the now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
I went to wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the missing limbs it mean no love like Wimbledon, they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen, I'm thinking that the enemy took their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, What is now gone unless they got money like and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they no remorse at any minute bam, That's off while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off, Know our family is '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 good 'cause so rough, For the young who, Do exactly what told to do, Damn, do what exactly they're told to do, Defend they're and uphold the crew, But give my one and soul for you, That's a of a job description, I don't know if my God's with one, But I its the laws of sick men, out youngin's and they fall the victim, Of an clans plan, why I be saying dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is another hands,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
When I see how my loved have left, I wonder how long I I would fight, I if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night, See I got too much left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her took it from me, We drift, naturally like two in the roughest of seas, That's why moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete, See these I feel so disconnected, It gets harder to to my knees, I that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we kids again, were simpler than 90s incidents, Got me friends to the hands of violent men, fast, Faster than speeding bullets whizzing alley ways, Abruptly I'm up from this haze, But only to realize the world changed, Some of not even fazed, Y'all it's the way we been raised? Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in haze, 'Cause thesecould out to be my last today, a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the pressure will I this chest, Swing back and forth and tempt death a blank 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