Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Can't Win, artist - AZ. Album song Doe Or Die, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin Records America
Song language: English
We Can't Win |
Yo God, thru the knowledge, God, it’s like this |
This world is rude and controlled by society |
that exists with the societies, that exists, with the societies, God |
You understand? |
These secret societies is manouvering within society |
to control society |
That’s why society is outta control |
33rd and one third, I heard the illuminated ones, huh |
The last days we’re facin, that’s the case when the emanicpation |
Proclamation decays, back to the plantation |
The government plottin a nuclear detonation |
Destroyin vegetation, water, the Newer Order means starvation |
The I on the dollar symbolise illumination |
of society, secretly overseein population |
Understand it, the government plans to enslave the planet |
I’m trapped in a faze, thinkin of ways, can it happen? |
85 percent of the population nappin |
Prayin in churches, catchin the Holy Ghost clappin |
Across the border travellin, I found the Nile across the water |
Teachin my peoples the age of the Newer Order |
Twenty five to click blood line, we toast off wine |
Snap clips in 9's, wit minds more advanced than Einstein |
and Murman, knock down walls like Berlin |
Take it out, we can’t get in We can’t win |
We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get outttttttttttt |
See I, wrote up a composition, I made a decision |
for competition, some invite lifestyles that I be livin |
Wit tribes I been in, wit the little brothers that’s sinnin |
So I started to vision, crack fiends formin |
On collision, my mind is in that position for soul fishin |
My only dream was to be a musician |
Better yet a mortician, that’s the life condition |
Cos everybody knows they gonna die, crackers they analyse |
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plus I feels the vibe, mother cries |
Plenty mothers that tries, now that she knows her son’s gonna die |
Take a trip, pass the lye, now ease |
The mind escape from the crimes of New York times |
Cos I’m one of the brothers who made it throughout the others |
The Rotten Apple’s tryin to break loose from these shackles |
No doubt, I follow routes, guzzlin Hennessey, mixed wit style |
In the ghetto, we can’t get out |
We can’t win |
Nothin can stop the nation, elevation, daily operation |
Since man creation, we increase the population |
Proper education, got us tappin in information |
Preventin from gettin locked under top-secret investigation |
Guiliani’s part of Illuminati |
A million minds in one body designed to decline society |
They wanna lease 1.2 billion deceased |
While the rest is left with the mark of the beast on their domepiece |
Prepare, the signs of the times now are near |
That I’ll wake scare, findin Zaire, soon be here |
So tune your ears, and be saved from a slave |
cos in a matter of days I’ma E-Q your brainwaves |
AZ the Visualiza is wise as Elijah |
Here to advise ya, and bring out the realness that’s up inside ya Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation |
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation |
We can’t win |
We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get outttttttt |
We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get out and we can’t get in We can’t get outtttttttt |