Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Noose (feat. Mayday), artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 07.11.2011
Song language: English
The Noose (feat. Mayday) |
| I’ve tried writing this letter now several times before |
| When the party is over and the liquor is no more |
| I’ll 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 programmed, 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 'em back upon my evil tongue |
| I’ve seen children harm each other like it’s second nature, some |
| Just wanna watch the world burn and bang upon the drums |
| And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on |
| 'Cause 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 see I’m trying to find a way out |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |
| I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendleton |
| And the cause of the missing limbs it mean that it’s no love like Wimbledon |
| When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen |
| I’m thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch |
| No way of rekindling— what it’s now gone |
| Unless they got money like Forrest and Lieutenant Dan |
| The war, if you in it, damn, they have no remorse at any minute, Bam! |
| That’s fucked off, while we chillin' on tour on the bus getting sucked off |
| Know our families grieving, 'cause wars receding their peeps and they crying |
| their butts off |
| That’s why I give so much when I flow bust, why we got it so good |
| 'Cause it’s so rough, for the young soldiers who |
| Do exactly what they’re told to do… damn |
| Do exactly what they told to do |
| Defend the country and uphold the crew |
| But give my one and only soul for U (S.A.)? |
| That’s a hell of a job description, I don’t know if my God’s with this one |
| But I guess it’s the laws of sick men |
| Send out youngins and they fall the victim |
| Of an evil clan’s plan, that’s why I be saying «Dwamn» |
| 'Cause on 9/11, I realized our fate is in another man’s hands |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |
| When I see how my loved ones have 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 too much pride left, like my grandma that died too 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 moment is precious, yet I’m too 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 greed, man I wish we were kids again |
| Things were simple then |
| 90's incidents got me losing friends to the hands of violent men |
| Fast, faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alleyways |
| Abruptly I’m waking up from this haze |
| But only to realize the world hasn’t changed |
| Some of y’all not even fazed, y’all think it’s the way we’ve been raised? |
| Fuck it, I’ll sinking right back in this haze |
| 'Cause these could 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 when I rock this chair |
| Swing back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |
| What a world, what a world |
| I’m hanging up the noose now |
| Waiting for the end |