| I've tried writing this letter now | |
| Several times before | |
| When the party's over and the liquor is no more | |
| I tell you now that living has become somewhat a chore | |
| And following their rules is such a God forsaken bore | |
| Now I say god because I'm program but I believe in none | |
| I see no interventions and I see no holy sons | |
| And if I'm wrong then strike me down and break these breathing lungs | |
| Just take the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue | |
| I've seen children harm each other like it's second nature | |
| Some just want to watch the world burn | |
| Bang upon the drums | |
| And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on | |
| Cuz chaos has a melody and death is like a song | |
| I sing, sing out to the rafters I sing | |
| Close this little chapter and I think | |
| This life is a disaster and it stings | |
| I'm trying to find a way to just sing | |
| Sing out to the rafters I sing | |
| Close this little chapter and I think | |
| This life is a disaster and it stings | |
| You seem him trying to find a way out | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end | |
| I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton | |
| And the cause of the missing limbs it meaned that it's no love like Wimbledon | |
| When they sat before me young as hell | |
| Look at me accolades like gentlemen | |
| I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability | |
| To walk and to touch | |
| No way of rekindlin' | |
| What is now gone | |
| Unless they got money like Forest and Lieutenant Dan | |
| The war | |
| If you in a dam | |
| They have no remorse and that any minute bam | |
| That's fucked off | |
| While we chillin' on tour on the bus getting sucked off | |
| Know a families greaving | |
| Because war is receding | |
| Their peeps and they crying their butts off | |
| That's why I get so much | |
| When I flow bust | |
| While we got it so good | |
| Cuz it's so rough | |
| But the young soldiers who do exactly what they are told to do | |
| Damn | |
| Do exactly what they told to do | |
| Defend their country and uphold the crew | |
| But give my one and only soul for you | |
| That's a hell of a job description | |
| I don't know if my gods with this one | |
| But I guess its the laws of sickman | |
| Sending out youngins and they fall the victims | |
| Of an evil klans plan | |
| That's why I be saying "Dwam" | |
| Cuz on 9/11 I realized our fate is in another mans hands | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end | |
| When I see how my love ones had left | |
| I wonder how long I would fight | |
| I wonder if I would give in | |
| And let the reaper lead me into night | |
| See I got to much pride left | |
| Like my grandma that died to early | |
| Reaching for moments | |
| More but instead the cancer in her lungs took her from me | |
| We drift | |
| Naturally like two ships in the roughest of seas | |
| That's why this moments precious yet I'm to distant to feel it complete | |
| See these days I feel so disconnected | |
| It gets harder to drop to my knees | |
| I guess that's a side effect of living in generation x-y-z | |
| Obsessed with pain and greave | |
| Man I wished we were both kids again | |
| Things were simpler than 90's incident got me loosing friends to the hands | |
| Of violent men | |
| Fast | |
| Faster then speeding bullets | |
| Whizzing down alley ways | |
| So bubbly I'm waking up from this haze | |
| But only to realize the world hasn't changed | |
| Suddenly I'm not even fazed | |
| Y'all think it's the way we been raised | |
| Fuck it | |
| I'm sick and right back in this haze | |
| Cause this can turn out to be my last of days | |
| With a hope and a prayer | |
| Put a rope in the air | |
| But I'm just too scared | |
| Choking from the pressure | |
| While I rock this chair | |
| Swing back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end | |
| What a world x2 | |
| I'm hanging up the noose now | |
| Waiting for the end |