Power (Remix)

We're living in that 31st century futuristic fly **

The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private

New watches you know what time it is

Watch us you see us

They can't stop us

The prophets

Beotches

No one man should have all that power Yea

The clock's tickin I just count the hours Yea

Stop trippin I'm tripin off the power

No one man should have all that power

Rumble young man rumble

Life is a trip so sometimes we gon' stumble

You gotta go through pain in order to become you

But once the world numbs you you'll feel like it's only one you

Man you got the power to do anything you want to

Until you ask yourself Is that what it's all come to

Looking at life through sunglasses in the sunroof

Do you have the power to get out from up under you

** all these labels ** what everybody wants from you

They trying to ask who Axl Rose you Welcome to the Jungle

To be continued we're on that Norman Mailer **

In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift

Tell 'em this

No one man should have all that power

Yea-ei-yea-ei-yea-ei-yea-ei-YEAAAAAAA-EAH

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

Now when I walk in everybody do the power clap clap clap clap

Fresh for the club I just took an half an hour nap clap clap clap

I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap Clap clap clap

My psyche was out the plug now it's time to get the power back Clap clap

I've seen people abuse power use power misuse and then lose power

Power to the people at last It's a new hour

Now we all ain't gon' be American Idols

But you can 'least grab a camera shoot a viral

Huuuh Take the power in your own hands

I'm a grown man doin my grown dance

I don't stop until I see the end my vision clear **

I'm on my Van Gogh I don't hear **

No one man should have all that power

The clock's tickin I just count the hours

Stop trippin I'm trippin off the power

'Til then ** that the world's ours

EYY-YEAAAAH

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

OH OH And is it YEA-EAH And is it

Eh-ay eh-ay eh-ay eh-ay The power

Now everything I'm rhymin on cause a Ramadon

Been a don prayin for families lost in the storm

Bring our troops back from Iraq keep our troops out of Iran

So the next couple bars I'ma drop 'em in Islam

They say as-salaam alaikum we say alaikum as-salaam salam'

That's no Oscar Mayer bacon you should run and tell your mom

Now the question is how we gon' stop the next Vietnam

Keep Flex out of Korea 'cause you know we drop bombs

Showtime

Aiyyo Yeezy man stop playin wit these people man

They wanna see you act all crazy in this muh'fucker man

Take that jacket off an go crazy on them niggaz man

Ya'knahmtalkin BOUT

What do it mean to be the boss OH

It means second place is the first one who lost OH

The crucifixion the being nailed to the cross OH

The truth or fiction it's a hell of a cost BOP

Do the dishes I'm 'bout to hit that Jeff Gordon AY

Michael Jordan is the only one more important AY

But I be feelin like Jordan when I'm recording C'mon

'Cause everytime I record I dunk and slam the booooards

I don't know what rappers gon' do afterwarrrrrds OH

Prol'ly spaz like I might do at the awaaaaards Right

Huh I got the whole crowd goin CRAZY AY

Homey I should be rewarded WHOOOOOOO

Gettin money Yeezy Yeezy how you do it huh WHOOO

Eating Wheaties drinkin Fiji bein greedy huh C'mon

Don't even think you can elude to the rumors C'mon

I'm immune to the boos I'ma PROVE to you losers

Huh It's all in timing ** Get 'em

See I dream my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga Get 'em

Now Jay my big brother and B my lil' sister Get 'em

And excuse me but you cain't see my lil' sister HANDS IN THE AIR

Number one sound across the board HEY OH

Number one now and forever more HEY HEY

Number one rule is ** gon' HATE

Maybe I drop the album naaaaah y'all gotta wait Oh

And on the net they showin pictures of my Cali place

My Maybach in NY but it still got the Cali plates

All my ol' gurls know that I'm the one that got away Whoo

I think about her Christmas and play some Donny Hathaway AY

And keep my bulletproof hater coat on Chillchill Chill Yo

Lookin at some photos that I'm lookin crazy ** on

Hand up talkin ** yeah I get my Pope on Yo

and go home with somethin to poke on WHOO

That's what Dre said but this what 'Ye said Huh

How 'Ye doin Who 'Ye screwin Huh

That's for my ** to know befo' you get to know 'em

She ain't gave you ** that ** fictional

I gotta give her the eviction no-tice

Getcho ** out ** Vamanos

Five seconds to the song end we gettin close

I got the power muh'fucker if you didn't know

Chill Chill Chill man

Chill 'Ye chill Chill

Chill **'s burned up already

It's over