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Power (Remix)

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[Jay-Z - Intro] Is this thing on? Oh, I thought they silenced us, 'Ye Power to the people We're living in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit 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! [Chorus: Kanye West] 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!" - [King Crimson]) [Jay-Z] 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 Fuck all these labels, fuck 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 shit In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift Tell 'em this! [Kanye West] No one man should have all that power...[echoes] [John Legend (Kanye)] 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?) {"No one man should have all that power!" - [King Crimson]} [Kanye West] 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, bitch I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit 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, fuck that, the world's ours [John Legend] 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) [Kanye West] 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! [explosion and music stops] [Swizz Beatz - breakdown as beat changes] 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? {"I GOT THE POWER!" - [Snap!]} [Kanye West (Swizz Beatz)] 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 -- {"I GOT THE POWER!" - [Snap!]} (Huh!) It's all in timing, nigga (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 niggas 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 (Chill...chill! Chill! Yo!) Lookin at some photos that I'm lookin crazy dope on Hand up, talkin shit, 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 dick to know, befo' you get to know 'em She ain't gave you ass, that pussy fictional I gotta give her the eviction no-tice "Getcho ass out, bitch! Vamanos!" Five seconds to the song end, we gettin close I got the power muh'fucker if you didn't know [Swizz Beatz - Outro] Chill! Chill! Chill man! Chill 'Ye, chill! Chill! Chill! Shit's burned up already... It's over

How People Get Fucked Up

D12 "Devils Night"
This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up [Kuniva] If you a loud mouth Trying to wild out And we see just how you laying And we peep your style out (You a punk) When you chilling out in front of your truck And get stuck That's how niggas get fucked up [Proof] No love at home with your infolks And the world just keeps fucking with your mental And all these kids making fun of your trench coat That's how students get shot up [Kon Artis] Hating on us but you come to our show (Fuck them niggas) I crowd surf and you let me go Oh no Whip your ass when I get off the floor Just so you know though That's how haters get fucked up [Swift] When the police pull you over and shit and find ganja Now every month they checking on your piss They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since And now they sweating you That's how P.O.'s get fucked up [Kuniva] When your mans hook you up with a bitch Over the phone And when you see her She ugly as shit (God damn) Now at the end of the date she want a kiss And some dick That's how blind dates get fucked up [Proof] Say we got a real crew with a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad cuz y'all ain't got a deal Local rappers talk too much [Kon Artis] You don't like this pain But you roll with punks Manage to trip the alarm And you all get stumped Cops got AK's Y'all only got pumps That shit's just dumb That's how Cruzzie got locked up [Swift] When your ass wanna walk in the club But 'stead of telling you to wait The nigga wanna push and shove (move) They get trampled from the niggas you brought So move over That's how bouncers get fucked up [Chorus x2] [Kuniva] When you get your guns outta the stash And gather all your homies up To go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finished y'all run out of gas You better haul ass That's how drive-bys get fucked up [Proof] Mixing weed with the brew Extacy and Kalu, gasoline fumes Nitrous balloons Acid tablets and magic mushrooms That's how D12 get fucked up [Kon Artis] I like your records But my album aint dropped Dr. Dre's my favorite Bitch get off his jock Got a backstage pass and I need to get off Wanna meet da-da-da Doc That's how groupies get tossed up [Bizarre] Drop outta school Take drugs and molest sluts Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut Your parents don't like me, but guess what (what) Cuz Bizarre don't give a fuck [Kuniva] Chokin' your wife all in front of your peeps She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep They back together by the end of the week That's so sweet Slim and Kim argue too much [Proof] Invite a ho to your house While your bitch is out Now you got the dick All up in her fuckin mouth Pull it out And then you bust off on her favorite blouse That's how Clinton got caught up [Kon Artis] Steal cars, wreck bars, got fucked up beyond Recognition, walk in 50 clubs like we stars Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches That's how Runyan Ave. is cut [Swift] When your life wasn't raised up right See your mother coming home With different niggas every night And then you run in to the one you don't like So get the fuck off [shooting] That's how step-dads get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up


Lateef And Lyrics Born "Latyrx"
Burnt Pride is a crazy thing / But now what does it take to make you feel me concrete? / I ain't your maitre'd I ain't on pain relief / This ain't make believe I ain't on no ankle leash / I tried speaking in a rational manner /Tried to get my point across using regular me(ans) / I even patterned my delivery / Similarly after something you had said / So that you would not interpret me differently but / My head's on a tree swing / Your debt's still lingering / While you erect gates with codes really nobody knows / I ask, Why's it always closed? / I'm told it's my approach / Well let's suppose / just for the sole sake of argument that/ despite the spite and all the ill will you're harboring / that me, Lyrics Born, all this power that I'm harnessing / That I didn't come in here to no conquering / That I came in here to do a little bargaining / Grease key people do some apple polishing / Maybe hail a cab for my local congressman / so he can hook me with the landlord in parliament / Then I'll set up a booth, hand-pick my operatives / Train 'em up, send my squad of garbagemen / To spread the good will, all in the environment / and all the false doctrine and all the carcinogens, but now / I gotta be wise 'bout who I'm targeting / The key is make the young folks offerings / so that they don't become adults that are demonstrative / or else my chances of retirement go spiraling / So then I work my way into their subconsciousness / I tell them always use caution, now, cautiousness, because / Are you absolutely positive that you can make it without us and be prosperous? / You need to look at me and my accomplishments / Hey, I got an idea, let's start a partnership! / It'll be just like livin' in a Harlequin / And we'll feed our pond fishies ostriches / we'll feed the starved kiddies self-doubt lozenges / Just peeling layer after layer off their confidence / until it's one planet us homogenous / versus one gumball you optimists!! / Burn pride!! Burn pride!! / Burn pride!! Burn Pride!! / Burnt Pride is a crazy thing / What does it take to make you feel me concrete? / I ain't your maitre'd, I ain't on pain relief / this ain't make believe, I ain't on no ankle leash / I tried speaking in a rational manner / Tried to get my point across using conventional means / I even patterned my delivery similarly after something you had said / so that you would not interpret me differently, but- / My head's on a tree swing / Your debt's still lingering / While you erect gates with codes really nobody knows / I ask, Why's it always closed? / I'm told it's my approach / Okay, what's appropriate your royal holiness? / Shall I fan you with foliage in front of an audience? / Hi-five Napoleon? / Lo-five a Scorpion? / Then and only then would there ever be an opening / Well, that's just your big, wet blanket of power / You weight us down with double-talk until we think we're insane / But if you're trying to save your pride / You're trying to save your pride / As far as I'm concerned that shit is going down in flames / With your piddly-ass riddles / You think I ain't mentally apt / I see you slither 'round my ankle like I ain't gonna react / No more me nibblin' on a bridle while you're kickin' my abs / No more everything's Ore-Ida when I can't even stand / No more fiddling with the maps / No more belittling the past / No more nonsense when my questions is asked / No more concessions for an ego so fragile / Any self-expression chips away at your castle / Your pride's your damsel, you built your barricade / I was so careful / I danced around your insecurities /on your schedule / Ignored all your absurdities / But all the people / you parody with that dogshit your nurturing / Then you have the nerve to take certain shit personally / I didn't even speak a handful and I encroached on your territory / You need therapy there mister Pharisee / seriously, 'cause apparently your circuitry's terribly damaged / How 'bout a nice hot kerosene bath / I'll come back / I'll serenade you with flaming arrows oh serpentine / Your pride needs refurbishing / I'll extend you that courtesy like- / Hi, this is Lyrics Born servicing! / Burnt Pride!! Burnt Pride!!

The Power Of Positive Drinking

LOU REED "Growing Up In Public"
Some like wine and some like hops but what I really love is my scotch It's the power, the power of positive drinking Some people ruin their drinks with ice and then they, they ask you for advice They tell you, 'I've never told anyone this before' They say: 'Candy is dandy but liquor makes quipsters.' and I don't like mixers, or sippers or sob sisters, You know, you have to be real careful where you sit down in a bar these days And then some people drink to unleash their libidos and other people drink to prop up their egos It's my burdon, man, people say I have the kind of face you can trust The pow pow pow pow power of positive drinking X5 Some people say, alcohol makes you less lucid and think that's true if you're kind of stupid I'm not that kind that get's himself burned twice And some say liquor kills the cells in your head and for that matter so does getting out of bed When I exit, I'll go out gracefully, shot in my hand The pow pow pow pow power of positive drinking [x5]

Randy The Musical

ACTION BRONSON "Rare Chandeliers"
[Verse 1:] You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light Spanish on the mistress, Jewish on the wife Shootin' like a piston, aim for proper distance Live from London, number crunchin' Drivin' gloves with some Asian bitches rubbin' me with sponges Expensive lunches, wages off of hunches I bet the dogs and if I win it then the paper yours Pack your bag, wash your pussy, then leave Meet me at the airport, the plane is leaving at 3 She said alright, blew smoke through my nose It's the talented younger stallion, no Pinocchio nose [Verse 2:] Please stop your shit's all hype dude Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful Just be real, that shit's not like you Man you know these things go through a cycle Straight from Queens rock fatigue all weather Fila three-quarter cream feet all leather Never sing the blues, man my team mo' better We blow cheddar, au four feta City lights shine bright on my complexion Self-reflection, red hands flashing at the intersection Life is green-lit, one star no script Supporting actors, fresh peaches no pit I love my people, considered as my brothers Came from different mothers, came up in the same struggle Some estranged, some deep up in the game still Money separate, believe you know the fame will [Verse 3:] Ayo macerate the fruit, tap it over angel's food Yeah we gettin' loot, Timberland the boot Kush is by prescription, prolific in the kitchen People on my dick because I'm vicious with the diction House shoes and some khakis on the west Hit the beach up, twist the Cheech up, let the beat thump Never fuckin' with the crab that's pre-lumped Makin' bitches sign a pre-nup Chocolate with the mean rump Serve some cream stuff, shit to make the fiends jump Crispy greenery, tropical the scenery Believe you me, this shit ain't always what it seem to be I'm feastin' dolo down in Italy I'm in the street like a hooker's feet I'm known to sit on leather I'm smokin' hash and marijuana cause it go together Old school PAL at the colder center Three AM we on the corner rockin' Polo sweater [Outro:] Thank you It might be the illest track I ever wrote Who left it? You? Word yo I'm sippin' something, I gotta sip before I rap I gotta ooo ooo ooo Bing bing bing bing bing Exactly Bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing It's rap

It's Over

RUN DMC "Crown Royal"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri) [Jermaine Dupri] uh huh ah hah ah hah see when y'all heard that all I'm doin is laughin' at all y'all niggers that been frontin' on my man's in there man, these niggers started this shit man [Run] When I come to the show that I rock and the flow that I drop y'all know Run kills the mic can't forget about the olds that I got and the rolls in the spot ya'll know I'm still the right how ya gonna take an old song been around so long so so def the name is tight done went from a DJ to an MC to the REV like overnight everybody lookin' players get shook when Rev Run walk up in the spot even though the crooks that be livin' up out in Brooklyn just can't help but point and laugh everywhere I go now people say 'oh wow' cause they know how I get It don't matter if it's motown all the way to your town you can't slow down my game [Jermaine Dupri] can't slow it down man think about this from 1983 to 2000, its 2001 and these niggas are still on the run y'all niggas just crazy ya'll out here tryin' to front like __nigga went and bought a pair of shell toes the f*ck is wrong with y'all [Run] People wanna hear Rev Run say cuz I got dough that I must be a type of fraud but you know that the thing that's funny this garden ain't money, how rich is the lawn went and got JD , made me crazy play me up in the club got a brand new mercedes for my lady bustin me I'm older to a Bentley and all that come out the garage on the side of a grand prestigious home Y'all ask if I'm blessed, by God player what you thought, what Rev do you see on gotta make these dollars, comin outta Hollis got my collar on two, I got the rhyme on the beat and the vibe in the street and now the rest is on you [Jermaine Dupri] the rest is on me man let me let j'all know somethin' the first rap group to get on MTV heard heavy ya heard me and then they go turn around and resurrect Aerosmith like you know what I mean, there ain't none of that, know what I'm sayin and if it weren't for these cats man y'all wouldn't know nothin' about no LL Cool J or Beastie Boys you know what I mean and this comin' from me I'm lookin at it man since I've been 13 years old, now I been watchin these cats man I aint no old nigga, but I know nigga ya heard me ya know what I'm sayin', so stop all that frontin' man stop all your frontin' ya heard me ya hear [Run] We get the hits that I made on the gig that I played if ya had love back in the day just raised up my kicks and changed the spit and returned the Run y'all love today I picked the mic back up, came right back up to the top where I'm supposed to be [JD:] (supposed to be) and when the track light up y'all come back right up y'all playa's too close to me [Jermaine Dupri] You know what I used to like the way my man used to come up on stage and grab the mic or just throw the damn stand across the stage man then he used to tell his man like 'Yo D, come right here in the middle of the stage, grab yo dick and say what you gotta say' and you know what D used to say he used to say 'Party people, your dreams have now been fullfilled, get out your seats and let's get ill that's right y'all, we not just rough, we more than tough' and when it comes to shit like this hah we got enough know what I mean you know who the f*ck I am you know my name, you know my game its So So Def, Run DMC

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