I've tried writing this now, Several before, When the over and, The is no more, I'll tell you now living has become somewhat a chore, And following their is such a God foresaken 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 these breathing lungs, Just take the words them back upon my evil tongue, I've seen children arm eachother like it's nature, Some wanna watch the world burn, And upon the drums, And that is why the music and the rhythm live on, has a melody and death is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the I sing, Close little chapter and I think, life is a disaster and it stings, I'm trying to a way to just sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close little chapter and I think, life is a disaster 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 up the noose now, for the end
I to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no like Wimbledon, When they sat before me 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 they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any bam, That's fucked off while we're 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 good it's so rough, For the young who, Do exactly what told to do, Damn, do what what they're told to do, they're country and uphold the crew, But my one and only soul for you, a hell of a job description, I don't if my God's with this one, But I guess its the laws of men, Send out youngin's and fall the victim, Of an clans plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I our fate is another man's hands,
a world, what 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 ones have left, I wonder how I would I would fight, I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper me into night, See I got too pride left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her took it from me, We drift, naturally two ships in the roughest of seas, That's why this moments precious yet I'm too to feel it complete, See these I feel so disconnected, It gets to drop to my knees, I guess that's a side effect of living in XYZ, Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we were again, Things were than 90s incidents, Got me losing friends to the of violent men, fast, Faster than speeding bullets down alley ways, Abruptly I'm waking up this haze, But only to the world hasn't changed, Some of ya'll not fazed, Y'all think the way we been raised? Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in haze, thesecould turn out to be my last today, With a and a prayer put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, from the pressure will I rock this chest, Swing back and forth and tempt death a blank stare,
What a world, 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