Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lesson in Power, artist - Theory Hazit. Album song Extra Credit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.2007
Record label: WetWork
Song language: English
Lesson in Power |
Yo what’s good? |
This your boy K-Drama |
I’m chillin' with the biggest homie in the Nati |
Theory Hazit from Winchester, Kentucky |
We about to take over the nation |
In fact, take over the world with the power of God |
We got the headphones, we got the mics |
We got the techniques spinnin like Sprewells |
My e-mail's flooded with cats that wanna collab and got money (baby!) |
Although I’m forever in Christ like Lazarus |
I gotta get that paper, son! |
My wife ain’t havin' it |
I do this for her, my peeps in the street strugglin' |
Hustlin', makin' dough, baby don’t lose your soul |
And for my brothers grindin' tryna get jobs |
Keep trying hard, success is not far, keep relying on God |
By the power invested in me, it’s my turn to shine |
From |
Winchester’s where I’m from, Cincinnati’s my home |
Now a home skillet |
you got your nerves fit in with that amateur flow |
I take over, something silly as Scribbling Idiots |
Hotter than the prime meridian, we hideous |
Here’s a street banger filled with his power and overflowin' |
Touch your hearts on the block even cops that be patrollin |
Thugs hoppin' out of whips that were reported stolen |
Returnin' them to the owner, alcoholics grow sober |
Finally got a cure for AIDS and cancer |
And it’s giving it up to God with your hands up |
It’s not how you start, it’s how you finish word to Pastor. |
And it’s all through the power of God, now sing it |
Pastor., you the homie |
Man, if you love God, if that’s your thing |
Do not be ashamed of the power of God |
Do not be ashamed of the fact that He has transformed you |
And you no longer desire the things of this world |
With the power of God, I’m able to rock at secular venues |
Do songs with Masta Ace, RZA, and? |
Set up on your block, drop a dope instrumental |
My DJ EF Cuttin cuts like a ginsu |
Do a show with Witchdoctor and CunninLynguists |
Rap over Disciple beats, a Wu-Tang genius |
Do beats for Target and LMNO |
It’s SI and we 'bout to blow |
With the power of God, I can hold my tongue while someone disses |
Disrespects my missus, shoulda got stitches |
Ignor haters, keep 'em in my prayers |
Before I start chokin' these dudes like Darth Vader |
This is power that got me slow to anger |
Cause in a bad traffic jam, you got the middle finger |
This is power that kept me from going to porn sites |
A small still voice tellin me that there’s more to life |
Swing that double-edge you can relate to |
Cast out demons that try to dictate you |
Create a masterpiece, anointed and ravishing |
Turn your favorite rap group to wack emcees |
That same power can turn a dope dealer to a preacher |
A prostitute to a prophetess, killers into teachers |
The wages of sin is a date with the Grim Reaper |
I have the power to overcome these legions |
And that’s with Jesus, that’s real |
Whoo, Theory you a beast |
Jesus you a beast |
Man, God has so much power |
You ever read the book of Acts? |
Man, those dudes was doing some things |
I mean, Peter’s shadow |
It was casted on people and they was healed |
I mean, Peter was telling cats just to rise up |
Take up they beds and these cats was getting healed just by hearing the name of |
Jesus |
The Holy Spirit just poured out on people not even being-- |
Not even having hands laid on them, it was just like… |
You said «in the name of Jesus» and you started preaching and then they was |
just filled with the Holy Ghost, hallelujah! |
There’s been a lot of people out there runnin' off at the mouth talkin' about |
Theory Hazit and… I just wanted to let ya’ll know if you talkin' about Theory, |
you messin' with my dude, you messin' with me. |
If you wanna know who this is, |
it’s Big Steve, 6'5″ over 300 pounds, real Christians don’t play, |
violate Cincinnati, bad things happen, so nah mean, I don’t like jumpin' in |
the flesh or nothing like that but don’t push me. |
I ain’t a killa, |
but don’t push me, aight? |