Lyrics:
Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah
Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
me and Bustarimo muy peligro
The hottest Negroes en Los Estados Unidos
Hotter than Reno when discovered by Bugsy Siegal
I'm black like Don Cheadle
Tone)
Still pourin' syrup, dirty Sprite
Obey your thirst (Raw)
Saditty, pretty bitch
Got my weed in her purse (O oh)
Still pourin' syrup, dirty Sprite
gonna give it to the man behind the counter
He's gonna give me food and water,
I'm gonna eat that and look for more
And they didn't teach me that in
places
Pop pills, drink liquor by the cases
Get high, make a woman get low
In the strip club looking for familiar faces
People know me on a first name
the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy
Damn I fucked up and fell in love with a slut
But she hella thick might go raw in her butt
She got my ass ascending the way she drink my nut
Gotta
me that in school
It's something that I learnt on my own
That power is measured by the pound or the fist
It's as clear as this oh
I've got
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
Yes,
Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause
"Thank you! Oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
[Chorus]
Listen up
.
Get your hands off me, you don?t know who I am.
I?m a power player, I?m a power player.
Get your hands off me, you don?t know who I am.
I?m a power
from the back
Like that I woulda brought my friend a huh huh huh huh
[Chorus: x2]
I'm so raw yea I'm so raw
Me I'm so ghetto I'm oh so hardcore
sometimes years out
So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out
And that make me want to get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just live
my tools for my raw power move
Glock 19 for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryin' to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show
and punks, never ever want to see me in power
Well, that's too bad, Apocalypse now I'm back and I'm mad
We're comin', you're runnin' cold and cunning
Ice
fascinates me, I can't look away now
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing, give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing or I'll have to leave
nigga
Celebrity crush in my villa
Take off her skirt and I give it to her
Raw, raw, raw
She want it raw, raw, raw
She said don't stop, stop, stop
sometimes years out
So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out
And that make me want to get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just live
All we need is L.O.V.E.
That's the only thing that we need
We need that immediately
That's the only thing that we need
Give me that love love
To a place that you only dream of when you're all alone
And you can go by feel
'stead of circumstance
But the power's in beliving
So give yourself a chance
saxophone,
Order jitter sauce by phone,
Central, give me Harlem 4-9-4,
I think these bugs could drink some more,
They drink sauce from morn to night
TV I'm drunk by noon
But that's OK I'll be president someday
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink
Load the box and then
you've told me what it is,
I'd better point you towards the Wiz.
He's the Wiz,
He's the man,
He's the only one,
Who can give your wish right to ya.
He's
from dreaming, I think
You can take me over
You can give me a lip
You can take me under
You can give me the slip
Take off everything or tear me
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