| Power’s powerful
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| You want it, you can have it, huh?
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| If not, gonna chase it, too many people have it, huh?
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| You want it, you need it, you breathe it, you can eat it, huh?
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| You feel it, you read it, you bleed it, you believe IT’S ALL POWER
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| Power’s powerful
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| You want it, you can have it, huh?
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| If not, gonna chase it, too many people have it, huh?
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| You want it, you need it, you breathe it, you can eat it, huh?
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| You feel it, you read it, you bleed it, you believe IT’S ALL POWER
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| Prevail:
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| I’m never grounded out, connected to too many power sources
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| Electric forces flow through cerebellum, element M
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| Magnesium trapped or pulled through narrow spaces
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| Narrow spaces like 12, through it all, it’s all
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| Blew on the moon’s far side, take a bizarre ride
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| Car crash, joy ride, go through Vancouver from the lamp light to port side
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| Count all those door steps and yell out my name loud
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| Prevail and fail is not an option
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| Yo, another nail in the coffin, I’m dropping you
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| I’ve been here popping since J was in the record crew
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| The blue record, take with a stick, kill your landlord, the coupe
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| They feeling me more than you, believing it’s more than y’all
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| I’m making more music, music proves, Montreal
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| You can lose it all fucking with the three striped Adidas kings
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| My street hype is real life, I feel like I don’t need a thing
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| But power!
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| Power’s powerful
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| You want it, you can have it, huh?
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| If not, gonna chase it, too many people have it, huh?
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| You want it, you need it, you breathe it, you can eat it, huh?
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| You feel it, you read it, you bleed it, you believe IT’S ALL POWER
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| Power’s powerful
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| You want it, you can have it, huh?
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| If not, gonna chase it, too many people have it, huh?
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| You want it, you need it, you breathe it, you can eat it, huh?
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| You feel it, you read it, you bleed it, you believe IT’S ALL POWER
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| Madchild:
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| Call me He-Man, master of the universe
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| Master of disaster, little bastard never ruin a verse
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| Unabomber, I be bombing on a common enemy
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| Sonically superior, bionic with the chemistry
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| A common denominator, you call me the terminator
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| Battling my demons, saddle on your dreaming
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| Built in generator, innovative general
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| I ain’t afraid of anyone but they’re afraid of many more
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| Cause I got the power, we got the power
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| Tongue is like a loaded clip, I fire shots at cowards
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| Might shock for hours, might rock the towers
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| Height rock from night hawk to spray toxic showers
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| My life’s like 20 seasons of Sopranos
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| Mixed with Sons of Anarchy, you can’t change the channel
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| But I change the channel, I change my bed sheets to flannel
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| Leaving all them deadbeats and scoundrels
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| A coupe’s classic like a damn grand piano
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| Walk it up like a vandal, just check every angle |