Chords for Tech N9ne - "The Noose" (Feat. ¡MAYDAY!) - Official Music Video

Yo, this is Tech N9ne.
And this song, The Noose, is real special to me, man.
It was presented to me by a band by the name of Mayday.
[Am] _ [F#] And we recorded it.
[F#] And because we did so well recording it,
we were able to go over to Kuwait and Bahrain
and do six shows for our troops.
You know what I mean?
I went over there.
And being able to be over there and touch the troops
with that song, man, meant so much to us,
to me and Chris Calico and everybody at Strange Music.
So I would like to say thank you to all the troops
who put their lives on the line for us
to do what we do here on this tour bus and tour
and go all over America and even overseas.
_ To you, this is dedicated to you.
It's called The Noose, featuring Mayday.
[F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [F] I've tried writing this letter now several times before.
When the party's over and the liquor is no [Am] more,
I'll tell you now that living has become somewhat a [Em] chore.
Following their rules is such a God-forsaken [F] bore.
Now I say God because I'm programmed,
but I believe in none.
I see no interventions, and I see no holy [Am] sons.
And if I'm wrong, then strike me down
and break these breathing [Em] lungs.
Just take the words, reverse them back upon my evil [F] tongue.
I've seen children harm each other like it's second nature.
Some just wanna watch the world burn and bang upon the [Am] drums.
That is why the music and the rhythm will live [Em] on
because chaos has a melody and death is like a [F] song.
I sing, sing out to the rafters.
I sing, close this little [Am] chapter.
And I think this life is a [Em] disaster
and it stings.
I'm trying to find a [F] way to just sing.
Sing out to the rafters.
I sing, close this little [Am] chapter.
And I think this life is a [Em] disaster and it stings.
You see, I'm trying to find a [F] way out.
What a world, _ what a world.
I'm [Am] hanging up the noose now,
[Em] waiting for the end.
_ [F] What a world, _ what a world.
I'm [Am] hanging up the noose now,
[Em] waiting for the end.
_ [F] I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendleton.
And the cause of the missing limbs,
it mean that there's no love like [Am] Wimbledon.
When they sat before me young as hell
and gave me accolades like gentlemen.
[Em] I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability
to walk and to touch, no way of rekindling.
[F] What is now gone, unless they got money like Forrest
and Lieutenant Dan.
The war, if you win it, damn,
they have no remorse at any minute, [Am] bam.
That's fucked off.
While we chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked [Em] off.
No, a family's grieving because war's receding their peeps
and they crying their butts [F] off.
That's why I get so much when I flow bus.
Well, we got it so good because it's so rough.
But the young soldiers who do exactly
what they're told [Am] to do.
Damn, do exactly what they told [Em] to do.
Defend the country and uphold the crew,
but give my one and only soul [F] for you.
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 Sigmund.
Send out youngins and they follow [Am] the victims
of an evil clan's plans.
That's why I be saying [Em] D'WAM,
because on 9-11 I realized our fate is in another [F] man's hands.
What a world, _ what a world.
I'm hanging [Am] up the news now, waiting [Em] for the end.
_ _ [F] What a world, _ what a world.
I'm hanging [Am] up the news now, waiting [Em] for the end.
_ [F] When I see how my loved ones have left,
I wonder how long I would fight.
I wonder if I would give in
or let the reaper lead me into [Am] night.
See, I got too much pride left,
like my grandmother that died [Em] too early.
Reaching for moments more,
but instead the cancer in her heart is killing me.
Her lungs took [F] a from me, we drift.
Naturally, like two ships in the roughest of seas.
That's why this moment's precious,
yet I'm too distant to feel it [Am] complete.
See, these days I feel so disconnected.
It gets harder to drop to [Em] my knees.
I guess that's a side effect of living in generation [F] XYZ.
Obsessed with pain and greed.
Man, I wish we were kids again.
Things were simpler than 90s incidents.
Got me losing friends to the hands of [Am] violent men.
Bats, bastards, and speeding bullets whizzing down [Em] alleyways.
So probably I'm waking up from this haze,
but only to realize the world hasn't [F] changed.
Some of y'all not even fazed.
Y'all think it's the way we've been raised.
Fuck it, I'm sinking right back in his haze,
cause he's good, turned out to be my last [Am] today.
With a hope and a prayer, put a rope in the air,
but I'm just too [Em] scared.
Choking from the pressure while I rock this chair,
swing back and forth and tempt death with a [F] blank stare.
What a world. _
What a world.
_ I'm hanging [Am] up the noose now,
waiting [Em] for the end.
What [F] a world. _
What a world.
I'm hanging [Am] up the noose now,
waiting [Em] for the end. _ _ _ _ _