Luyện nghe bài hát We Can't Win

(*guy talking*)

Yo God, thru the knowledge, God, it's like
world is rude and controlled by society
that with the societies, that exists, with the societies, God
You understand? secret societies is manouvering within society to
society
That's why society is outta
33rd and one third, I heard the ones, huh

1:

The last days we're facin, that's the case when the
Proclamation decays, to the plantation
The government plottin a nuclear
vegetation, water, the Newer Order means starvation
The I on the dollar illumination
of society, overseein population
Understand it, the plans to enslave the planet
I'm trapped in a faze, of ways, can it
happen? 85 percent of the population
in churches, catchin the Holy Ghost clappin
Across the travellin, I found the Nile across the water
Teachin my peoples the age of the Newer
five to click blood line, we toast off wine
Snap clips in 9's, wit minds more advanced than
and Murman, knock down walls Berlin
Take it out, we get in
We win

We can't get out and we get in
We get out and we can't get in
We can't get out and we get in
We get outttttttttttt

2:

See I, up a composition, I made a decision
for competition, some invite that I be livin
Wit tribes I been in, wit the brothers that's sinnin
So I to vision, crack fiends formin
On collision, my mind is in that position for soul
My only was to be a musician
Better yet a mortician, that's the life
Cos everybody knows they gonna die, they analyse
plus I feels the vibe, mother cries
Plenty that tries, now that she knows her son's gonna die
Take a trip, pass the lye, now
The mind escape from the crimes of New times
Cos I'm one of the brothers who made it throughout the
The Rotten tryin to break loose from these shackles
No doubt, I routes, guzzlin Hennessey, mixed wit style
In the ghetto, we get out
We win

3:

Nothin can stop the nation, elevation, operation
man creation, we increase the population
Proper education, got us in information
Preventin gettin locked under top-secret investigation
Guiliani's part of
A million in one body designed to decline society
They wanna 1.2 billion deceased
While the rest is left with the mark of the beast on their
Prepare, the signs of the times now are
That I'll wake scare, Zaire, soon be here
So tune your ears, and be saved a slave
cos in a matter of I'ma E-Q your brainwaves
AZ the is wise as Elijah
Here to advise ya, and out the realness that's up inside ya
Intoxication, my voicebox the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die

We win
We get out and we can't get in
We get out and we can't get in
We can't get out and we get in
We can't get

We can't get out and we get in
We get out and we can't get in
We get out and we can't get in
We get outtttttttt