I've tried writing this now, Several before, the party's over and, The is no more, I'll tell you now that living has become 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 me down and break these breathing lungs, Just take the words reverse them back upon my 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 live on, Chaos has a melody and is like a song,
I sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this little and I think, This life is a and it stings, I'm trying to find a way to sing, Sing out to the I sing, this little 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 soldiers out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the missing limbs it there's no love like Wimbledon, When they sat before me as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen, I'm that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, What is now unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they have no at any minute bam, That's fucked off 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 young who, Do exactly what they're to do, Damn, do what exactly what they're 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 with this one, But I its the laws of sick men, Send out youngin's and fall the victim, Of an clans plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is another 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 loved have left, I how long I would I would fight, I if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night, See I got too pride left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments more but the cancer in her lungs took it from me, We drift, naturally two ships in the roughest of seas, That's why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to it complete, See these days I so disconnected, It gets to drop to my knees, I guess that's a side of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed pain and grief man I wish we were kids again, Things were simpler 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 to realize the world hasn't changed, Some of not even fazed, Y'all think the way we been raised? Fuck it I'm sinkin right in this haze, 'Cause thesecould turn out to be my today, With a hope and a prayer put a in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the pressure will I rock chest, back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,
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