Lirik Lagu Powers That Be feat. Nas - Rick Ross
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"The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there's not! There's not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin' Ross, Lord as my witness. And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin' the truth. You don't lie after you say Lord as my witness. Did you ever hear OJ say 'Lord as my witness? ' No, he ain't go that far. Said 'I didn't do it' but he ain't never say 'Lord as my witness.'"
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Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fallCorner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful lawsSo much violence in the streets, ask the powers that beKiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speakDirty money get bloody, you still see the gun woundsBut what's funny are the ones that we put the guns toFuck 'em all, kill or be killed, it's still a thug ruleBack of class, high on grass, 'til I said "fuck school!"What's meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than meDie with pride, forty shells on the murder sceneRolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheelNinth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at willHad to balance, Double M is the imperialNiggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelopeFucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dopeProbably would if you're talking like fifty or more
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
So creative, co-creator, family the motivatorProject buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendantPot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a ChristmasFather figure not around, that's such a major differenceI would play with all my homies' giftsI understood I didn't wanna tripThe lack of didn't tap my confidenceMatter fact that's how I mastered a couple thingsWent from not having to sheer opulenceMaybach with the drapes like an apartment in itWhole hood know it, only one that's white on whiteName ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday nightJust got some real estate out in DubaiNation of Islam, they say I might have a few tiesTalking tall brothers with the dark shadesShed light, bringing niggas out the dark ageSitting in the court with a sharp fadeHaving sentimental thoughts about this CaucasianSix million in the hole, still feeling short-changedReprimanded by someone who's snorting cocaineFrank Hampton was an angel, may his name ringCrackers wanna kill me for the same thingAin't no financial aid out in Notre DameActivist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
You know how it isNew levels, new devilsThe cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it's whateverMercedes driver85'er, enlightener, collapsable sun visorThe half moon identifiesThe son of God, son of manSon of Sam, young with the blamStick or get stuck, get killed to get buckA blessing of luckI love all, test me, trust notAbove all but young niggas address me as suchLike Hannibal Barker, running through CarthagePan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lionArmée var, Son, God combined in oneMost prolific, you off pointLike the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt's gunTell the waiter bring over that Moscow MuleTell them haters get over it, Nas still rulesTo money makers and niggas who murk you outAnd beat the death penalty on reversal trialNiggas versatile
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fallCorner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful lawsSo much violence in the streets, ask the powers that beKiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speakDirty money get bloody, you still see the gun woundsBut what's funny are the ones that we put the guns toFuck 'em all, kill or be killed, it's still a thug ruleBack of class, high on grass, 'til I said "fuck school!"What's meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than meDie with pride, forty shells on the murder sceneRolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheelNinth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at willHad to balance, Double M is the imperialNiggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelopeFucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dopeProbably would if you're talking like fifty or more
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
So creative, co-creator, family the motivatorProject buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendantPot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a ChristmasFather figure not around, that's such a major differenceI would play with all my homies' giftsI understood I didn't wanna tripThe lack of didn't tap my confidenceMatter fact that's how I mastered a couple thingsWent from not having to sheer opulenceMaybach with the drapes like an apartment in itWhole hood know it, only one that's white on whiteName ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday nightJust got some real estate out in DubaiNation of Islam, they say I might have a few tiesTalking tall brothers with the dark shadesShed light, bringing niggas out the dark ageSitting in the court with a sharp fadeHaving sentimental thoughts about this CaucasianSix million in the hole, still feeling short-changedReprimanded by someone who's snorting cocaineFrank Hampton was an angel, may his name ringCrackers wanna kill me for the same thingAin't no financial aid out in Notre DameActivist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
You know how it isNew levels, new devilsThe cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it's whateverMercedes driver85'er, enlightener, collapsable sun visorThe half moon identifiesThe son of God, son of manSon of Sam, young with the blamStick or get stuck, get killed to get buckA blessing of luckI love all, test me, trust notAbove all but young niggas address me as suchLike Hannibal Barker, running through CarthagePan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lionArmée var, Son, God combined in oneMost prolific, you off pointLike the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt's gunTell the waiter bring over that Moscow MuleTell them haters get over it, Nas still rulesTo money makers and niggas who murk you outAnd beat the death penalty on reversal trialNiggas versatile
Uh, yeahUh, yeahUh, yeah
