Power

I'm taking something real real real good Doing something bad to it Listening to my own music Dropping something fast to it I know that these haters listen This shit is their [?] fluid Drink up, swallow, suck my dick And don't you gag to it I be on that other shit They be on my fucking clit I bet I take that ball Take that shot and never fucking miss Yes, I am the best Yes, I know and yes I rub it in I'm ready for my deal but First give me my publishing Who you know did it In a year no discovery Left the track in critical condition No recovery Who you know, nineteen Running with a better rep Walking through the clouds And I ain't even been to heaven yet Damn it, I'm good I ain't finished getting better yet When I'm gon' stop, huh? Never was a better guess I mean I'm better left I mean I'm better right I say I'm fucking [?] That means I'm outta sight I mean I'm getting in And you just get in line You say I ain't the best? You must be out your mind Don't even waste your time Coming for my throne, ho Always stepping on what's mine, and I ain't even blown, ho Mind state ill, unh Psychiatric zone, ho Couldn't get ahead of me If you had a fucking clone, ho Filthy mouth bastard Dirty mind asshole Headed for the top Even running through the cash flow Still getting better, huh Why the fuck you still amazed? Said "fuck friends" Since then I haven't been betrayed I write the fucking book And still got the time to illustrate Best rookie in the game Word to mister Dennis Quaid How could it get better? Huh? Someone gotta let me know Let me fucking spit And watch the world all make the letter OHHHH Yeah bitch, Angel Haze I'm for real fly Never fuck with Ken dolls Catch me with a real guy Jab at who I want to Take a stab at who I want to It's the metaphor olympics Run a lap round who I want to Bitch I'm [?] Way nastier than you They like "Angel, you're a fucking disaster in the booth" I spit facts and I spit truth Don't hold gats but I let loose I'm so fucking close to god I could send a rapture after you In the game is bein [?] So I could [?] It's a picture perfect life And I'mma capture it with you Hold up, hold up, hold up Listen to me please You may have money You may have power But you ain't got shit If you ain't got peace A door ain't shit if you can not leave And a car ain't shit if you ain't got keys And a game ain't shit, said it ain't shit No, it ain't shit if it ain't got me Let me fall back and, um Let me recline I just said damn near everything That was on my mind I lose control sometimes But I will not stop and I won't behave How the fuck can you be free When your mind is still enslaved, bitch?