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the key
I was trynna get us blessed by the powers that be
I was trynna get us
Now I gotta
See you runnin' round town with new niggas
Got me conversatin'

Drip like a shower Nigga I'm so cool
I got the power bitch you got low Jules
You is a coward I know that's so true

Who gave you love?
Rapping about

By any means necessary
We built the country up, we'll burn it down
I say violence is necessary
Violence is a part of America's culture
It is

the Lord as my weapon
Coming from the heavens above

I'ma keep my mind on my money
I'm motivated by power
I was born as a winner, I just keep it so simple

do the in between
I got Art right by my side the world a step behind
They say that money is power so lemme hit the lights

core
She looked me dead in my eyes
And told me I'm her son no more
That shit hurt so bad could of dropped to the floor
But I turn my pain to power I'm

don't live
And love doesn't exist
I'm not depressed
But frustrated that
All of us are so twisted
By the facts that spin
And keep us separate
So divided

where this world lay
When He comes back they gone both fade
To the dead He Give life
I was dead now I'm revived
All by the power of God
I got a peace in

your power not inmune 
im the sea and your the moon 
take the keys and close the room 
room room room room
rumba 
its what we got 
take the keys again

fuck
I'll admit that I ran outta love
I be dousing myself with the drugs
Got the power sum like a plug
Always watching sum like a bug
When I catch em all

givin' 'em power by trippin' off hoes (Hoes)
You already know, that you the one that I chose yeah (Fuckin' right, hell yeah)
(Jeez)
Is you gon' ride?
I

Stress becomes the norm and you high function
Somehow I hate it yet I love it
Pride in being tested
While still knowing if my skin was tinted I'd probably

clear your throat
While i bleed the deepest lyrics that i ever wrote
This for my Raza that died by being lynched
The ones American history books always

You better get your fuckin hands out of my pockets
This mind isn't hypnotized by one of your products
Mother fucker you get me in one of your offices

Real playa with it
Even inna scrapper I can still hit it
I was broke asf with a sex appeal
And women still digged it
Guess they love you more when ya

Set It Off

Main Source

F*ck What You Think

1994

With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325
By the way, me and my crew, we real live
Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds
Niggas can't fuck around

headed now, yeah I know im winning
Too deep in this shit, fuck all my addictions
No limitations when you got no convictions
Don't give them thoughts power

thoughts to hear them
With selfist and sarcastic racket
Rabble rousing babble
Round the table people to the power

For what? For what? For what it’s worth
If

body gone love ya
When you come up everybody gone love ya mayne 

24 hours of trapping we was in power while niggas was napping
Making dem dollars

that I can hit it
Baby call me tennis coach, yeah 
Can't wait till we outchea! 
Got that super power 
We don't need no ticket
Our love is the voucher

naw,I will not waiver and subject myself to the ways of this world for the lust of the flesh; 
y'all better check your behavior.
Yah said love your enemy,

happens to yourself when you’re mad enraged?
What happens to a child you yell at? 
What happens in the schools, I can tell it: 
Anger and power, becoming,

on the news
For tryna play us like we stupid

Learn your lesson, get in line
Or get chalked out by slime
My lil' junior do the time
Keep it solid, can't drop

banned dame it
Why do you have to have power
Why do you think this is god given
Why do you surpress others
And think your lifestyle is king
Why do you need