M.o.p. - Power Lyrics
[chorus: lil fame, billy danze]Power (power) power(m dot o dot p devour) our(loyalty is royalty bossWe roll through wit tremendous force and bring)(power) power (power)M dot o dot p devour (our)Family stick to the plan (we) we(will) will (stand) stand, stand[billy danze]You mother*****ers gotta deal wit the consequences (for sure)Im takin no prisoners under no conditions (for sure)Im on a one way mission to hell, Im missin detailsThinkin of ways to rebel, as I sat in my cell(I know they wanna see you fail)***** em, tell em see meI come thru wit two, hands full of fire, dont see meYou can find me on the back blocks (in bk)I be posted up at the crack spots (all day)Where the sun dont shine, we immune to the rainIn the blood, sweat & tears, from the years in the gameMy connection to fame, is immortalThem bullshit we fought through(remember what them old timerz taught you)Treat fee like royalty, the first family, about loyaltyDont let a nigga change that, or rearrange that(if a nigga try to change that)You know where to aim at[chorus][lil fame]This is it yall, I dont hold backIma roll back, ***** your four back, its womack niggaPack guns, back gems, sold crack niggaI know the drug game but I chose rap, niggaYou want that raw shit, well it rock right hereYou want that iced out shit, its not right hereCuz it drop right here, Im top of the lineYou at your borderline, how wack your shit, stop right hereFizzy wo, spittin on niggasI drop diarrhea, watery shittin on niggasWe can clown all day, I come about the hole like its groundhog dayAnd dump rounds all day (run up)Imma ***** ya funnelThis aint no mother*****in jam, *****, squeeze ya gun up(first fam) make the heat scream, watch the heat schemeThats what the ***** I call a street team, we bring[chorus][billy danze] (lil fame)Stand up for the family (shut shit down)Bodies pop up (close shop up)Some thugs wanna waste us (but them thugs wont face us)Cuz our guns dont discriminate (and the slugs aint racist)(pull a *****, back on it, nigga act on itMy blue steel shine, like I push a llac on itNo serial numbers, so it gotta scratch on itAnd it make slugs travel like I put a mack on it)When we where just little boys (we seen the big picture)Stuck down in the bottom (so we wrote our own scripture)Surrounded by my niggas (day in and day out)Got into shit to get figgas and couldnt find a way out(them old timerz in the hood)They understand why we were always up to no good(we was crying for help)Its your everyday bring out, born in the middle of societys messMother*****er, I possess[chorus]
