Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Til The War Is Won, artist - Nas. Album song King's Disease, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mass Appeal
Song language: English
Til The War Is Won |
You know I love you different, my queen, my mother, sister |
Protect you with my life, let’s deconstruct the myth-uh |
You just depressed a bit, and only good for sexin' with you |
Let’s dismantle that, it’s a man you lack |
You don’t need us, you could handle that |
Let’s see where the black family at |
We need each other, with bad tempers, we defeat each other |
Single mothers, my heart’s bleeding for you |
These coward men, that were beating on you (Never me) |
Let’s silence them, with a silencer |
For the violence of relationships |
Hold your head up, don’t take that shit, run away from it |
I shoulda ran away myself, the amount of pain I was dealt |
And I’m a man, my job is to help |
Single parent home, came up, now the man is grown |
Mom’s gone, pop’s here, wish God reversed the roles |
(Sometimes) If I could’ve chose, subsidized housin' |
Sometimes witnessin' the most foulest things would arouse us |
We became numb like pure 'caine on the tongue |
To the pains from economical strains |
Diabolical games put on our future kings |
And our future queens, y’all the strongest ones (Yeah) |
May God give strength to women who lost their sons |
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh woah, oh-oh) |
We’re nothing without our women |
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Yeah) |
(Ooh woah, oh-oh) |
I give all I have |
2020 flows, everything getting exposed (Exposed) |
Who really the bros? |
(Bros) Who really is goals? |
(Goals) |
Who ready to let it go? |
All the grudges we hold (Uh) |
It’s too many fallen soldiers NY to the 'Go (Chi-Town) |
Late night outside, you hear the forty drum (Baow) |
In every ghetto and all the slums (For real) |
These laws made to slaughter us (Damn) |
I give all I have 'til the war is won |
I was servin' out my mama crib, she ain’t know about it (She ain’t know about |
it) |
Complaining about my rent, but I know my mama got me (My mama got me) |
She told me to be a man, and never sleep through problems (Sleep through |
problems) |
University of the streets, I ain’t plan on going to college (Oh yeah) |
Why you crying 'bout low income and welfare? |
(Ooh) |
You ain’t the only one going through it, this everywhere |
Better hold your head, I know it don’t feel fair |
Reason my people dead and they know I still care |
Depending on the people, then you gotta do better |
Black lives matter, I’m for real, it do matter (For real, it do matter) |
Black-on-black crime, they still do it to whoever (Whoever) |
Talking to the trenches, we just gotta do better (Do better) |
He think he Martin Luther, but he tryna be a shooter (Tryna be a shooter) |
Got his car took, he ride with guns in the Uber (In the Uber) |
I’m talking where we from, we carry MACs, but no computers (No computers) |
He got out yesterday, but he went in when he was juvie (Chi-Town) |
Diabolical games put on our future kings |
And our future queens, y’all the strongest ones (Yeah) |
May God give strength to women who lost their sons |
I give all I have 'til the war is won |
She do the best to raise our young |
Ooh, she independent and she don’t depend on no one |
We nothing without our women |
Ooh, she independent, went from a girl to a woman |
One love to the single mothers |
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah |
I give all I have 'til the war is won (Ooh, woah, oh-oh) |
'Til the war is won, we gotta stick together |
Women, stop chasing your man away |
Men, stop acting crazy, chasing your woman away |
We all we have 'til the war is won, yeah |