Can't Get Right Lyrics - Emeritus - Scarface

These are the last days, settle in 

Look at the turmoil our kids left the ghetto in 

They bustin' metal and ain't got remorse for the innocent 

It's just another nigga in the morgue 

My momma was pregnant with a son she should abort 

'Cause she ain't knowin' what I'm fin' to be facin' 

Is nothin' short of a racially motivated killin' 'cause them boys 

See a nigga as only a third of a human [Incomprehensible] 

Every time I see a cracker with a badge, I'm in awe 

'Cause I'm knowin' how he feel and I'm just bein' real 

I don't hate and I don't preach it, ain't no motherfuckin secret 

We ain't first class citizens and we ain't second either 

Need to get up and get out and cut that bullshit out 

Nigga get yo' own, you strugglin' at this bitch house 

The lack of makin' money make a motherfucker bend 

If you'd rather me than you die in the end again and again 

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I made it over to dry land but still wound up sinkin' in quicksand 

I'm tryin' Lord, I just can't get right 

Paid my bills on Monday, even went to church on Sunday 

But I, but I, but I just can't get right 

I lay in bed lookin' up at the ceiling 

As the fan turns in a circle thinkin' 'bout my evil 

Seein' end on my TV, bombs in the skies 

Over Baghdad they fight but they don't know why 

What they said about Hussein was a goddamn lie 

Raised a war against a religion for oil, don't lie 

I seen kids from the hood livin' like they gon' die 

With the mindset of be broke or let's go get high 

If the cost of livin' so crazy how we gon' get by 

Gasoline five dollars, how the fuck we gon' drive? 

Can't afford to fill our prescriptions so we all gon' die 

CVS is slangin' dope on every block worldwide 

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Since, spies up and had the dope game on fine 

Then it's only right for one nigga to go get mine 

If they injured then how they gon' survive? 

If they stuck at the bottom how the fuck they gon' ride? 

I made it over to dry land but still wound up sinkin' in quicksand 

I'm tryin' Lord, I just can't get right 

Paid my bills on Monday, even went to church on Sunday 

But I, but I, but I just can't get right 

Ain't life a muthafucker, first you think you got it 

Then it all falls apart in front your eyes, try to stop it 

But it's part of the plan that was written by the man 

Got me down on my knees and my hands prayin' 

Forgive me Lord, thank the Lord I'm alive 

'Cause I'm knowin' deep down I coulda died 

I shed so many tears, lost so many peers 

In the grave or the penitentiary facin' twenty years 

Pourin' beers on the corner 'cause Frankie told me look a killer 

Told me I was high, livin' blind to the fact that they sold us out 

America the beautiful, there's a funeral on every day of the month 

Tryin' to get our knees broken, huh 

It's another chance under these circumstances 

My people ain't advancin' but if we pray 

Maybe we'll get to live our life in the sun 

Instead of livin' on the blocks dyin' young, here I come 

Ooh, made it, made it, made it 

But I just can't get right, oh