shit tomorrow too I know what you make me say I know what you make me do Tired of being pushed around By a chemical like you Doesn't matter who you use Dope
user Struggle for my stat to be phattest on knots Pack Glocks wit 17, keep a nigga off my block, it's hot 'Cause it's bumpin, got nothin but dope traffic
bout we equality Me warn you, all bout Marcus Garvey Me beg you, have fi love his Majesty Selassie I, soul that kept me Selassie I, power a di trinity
at times calls if or which over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross. We all have this idea that we should move up from our parents station
printed in the tablet under vets, we paid our debts for mad years Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers and blunt power, born physically power
heard Lie to yourself,you're destined to be to the curb Some stations don't care,they'll never put on the air Nothin' but commercial junk,their brain power
Know what you're in for, right? [ VERSE 1 ] Blood flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything Bitches in g strings Gats flashin, mothers make cream on a stick move Improve your dope
" His name was Davis Peel And we found that he was real He sangs"The pope smokes dope everyday" Up come a police man shoved us up the street Singin, "power
teach and speak And if you step out of line your up shits creek So come with it, Kid Rock's gonna get it His style ain't dope, its a throat, and I slit
mob When I do my job pulling up in them fancy cars This is for my gangstas ballin in them Cadillac trucks Moving weight state to state telling me come
Farrakhan's a racist and I think you outta listin to What he can say to you what you otta do Follow for now power of the people say. "Make a miracle
, and you got the power to heal scars Never down cause the underground crown is still large See I rap for a livin, probably rap 'til I die If you dope
' So fast it's runnin' Listen to the angel's hummin' In the dream nobody payed to much rent Every family had a home Everybody power turned on You better
Holdin' down the fort Prepared for war Protectin' loved one No more snatchin' up our dreams Through the dope on triple beams Or an enemy shot Cuz that's the power
Lie to yourself, you're destined to be to the curb Some stations don't care, they'll never put on the air Nothin' but commercial junk, their brain power
radiation International coming to your nation Feel the, feel the, feel the, feel the vibration We killin', killin', killin' your radio station Kill '
and you got the power to heal scars Never down 'cause the underground crown is still large See, I rap for a livin' probably rap 'til I die If you dope
said ?Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do? Is follow for now, power of the people
