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Power To The New Slaves By Kanye West
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Kanye West
Featuring(s) : JAY-Z, Swizz Beatz, & Frank Ocean
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Is this thing on? Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye Power to the people We livin' in that 31st century, futuristic fly sh*t 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, biatches! 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 (21st-century schizoid man) Rumble, young man, rumble Life is a trip, so sometimes, you gon' stumble You gotta go through pain in order to becomе you But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only onе you Man, you got the power to do anything you want to Until you ask yourself, "Is this what this all comes to?" Looking at life through sunglasses and a sunroof But do you have the power to get out from up under you? f**k all these labels, f**k what everybody wants from you They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer sh*t In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift Tell her this! No one man should have all that power Yea-ey-yea-ey-yeah-ey! Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) No one man should have all that power Now when I walk in, everybody do the "Power" clap Clap, clap, clap Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap Clap, clap, clap I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap Clap, clap, clap My socket was out the plug, now it’s time to get the power back Clap, clap I 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 gonna be American Idols But you can 'least grab a camera, shoot a viral Hanh! Take the power in your own hands I’m a grown man, doing my grown dance I don’t stop until I see the end, my vision clear, b*t*h I’m on my Van Gogh, I don’t hear sh*t 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, f**k that, the world's ours (Ey-yeah!) Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) Oh oh (And they say) yeah-ey (And they say) Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay (The power) Now everything I'm rhyming on cause a Ramadan Been a don, praying for the 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-salamu alaykum", say "Wa alaikum as-salaam" 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 he drop bombs Showtime! Aiyyo Yeezy, man, stop playing with these people, man They want see you act all crazy in this motherf**ker, man Take that jacket off and go crazy on them n***as, man You know what I’m talking about? (I got the power!) What do it mean to be the boss? (Oh!) It mean second place is the first one who lost (Oh!) The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross (Oh!) Truth or fiction, it’s a hell of a cost Do the dishes! (Bounce!) I’m about to hit that Jeff Gordon (Ayy!) Michael Jordan, the only one more important (Ayy!) But I be feeling like Jordan when I’m recording (C-c-c) 'Cause every time I record, I dunk and slap the boards I don’t know what these rappers gonna do afterwards (Oh!) Prol'ly spaz like I might do at the awards (Right!) Huh, I got the whole crowd going crazy (Ayy!) Homie, I should be rewarded (Woo!) Gettin' money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh? (Woo!) Eating Wheaties, drinkin' Fiji, being greedy, huh (C-c-c) Don’t even think you can allude to the rumors (C'mon!) I’m immune to the boos, I’ma prove to you losers (Huh?) It’s all in timing, n***a (Get 'em!) See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga (Get 'em!) Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil' sister (Get 'em!) And excuse me, but, you can’t see my lil' sister (Hands in the air!) Number one sound across the board, hey (Oh!) Number one now and forevermore, hey (Oh!) Number one rule is, "n***as, don’t hate" Maybe I’ll drop the album... nah, y’all gotta wait (Oh!) And on the net, they showing pictures of my Cali place My Maybach in NY but it still got the Cali plates All my old girls know that I’m the one that got away (Woo!) I think about 'em Christmas and play some Donny Hathaway (Ayy!) And keep my bulletproof-hater coat on Chill, Ye, Ye, chill! Chill, chill, chill! Looking at some photos that I’m looking crazy dope on Hand up, talking sh*t, yeah, I get my Pope on (Yah!) And go home with something to poke on (Woo!) That’s what Dre said, but this what 'Ye said (Right!) How 'Ye doing? Who 'Ye screwin'? (Huh?) That’s for my d**k to know, before you get to know him She ain’t give you ass, that pu**y fictional I gotta give her the eviction no- -tice, "Get yo’ ass out, b*t*h, vamonos" (Oh!) Five seconds to the song and we getting close (Hah?) I got the power, motherf**ker, if you didn’t know Chill, chill, chill, man Chill, 'Ye, chill, chill, chill sh*t's burned up already It's over Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill My mama was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doin' clothes, you woulda thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself You see it's broke n***a racism That's that "Don't touch anything in the store" And it's rich n***a racism That's that "Come in, please buy more" "What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain? All you blacks want all the same things" Used to only be n***as, now everybody playin' Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang New slaves You see it's leaders and it's followers But I'd rather be a d**k than a swallower You see it's leaders and it's followers But I'd rather be a d**k than a swallower f**k you and your Hampton house, I'll f**k your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth Y'all 'bout to turn sh*t up, I'm 'bout to tear sh*t down I'm 'bout to air sh*t out, now what the f**k they gon' say now? I won't end this high, not this time again So long, so long, so long, you cannot survive And I'm not dyin', and I can't lose I can't lose, no, I can't lose 'Cause I can't leave it to you So let's get too high, get too high again Too high again, too high, ooh hoo-hoo-hoo, woo Yeah, h-h-h-high, h-high-high, high-high high-igh-high-high H-high-igh, yeah, high, high-igh Egyszer a Nap úgy elfáradt (mhm-igh) Elaludt mély zöld tó ölén Az embereknek fájt a sötét Ő megsajnált, eljött közénk
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