Intro: (*guy talking*)



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



Verse 1:



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



Chorus:



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



Verse 2:



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

????? 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



Chorus



Verse 3:



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



Chorus:



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