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letra de power! - aidez

[intro]

is money, your god?
it’s power
something a lot more useful than god
and rock, if you think about it…
other than this, what do we really value in life?

[chorus]

i heard these b-tches talking bad on my name
i pull the chopper let it spray back
itching to break sh-t
you b-tches wanna test that, shots finna rain
i see your face poke out the trenches
sh-lls for your breakfast
don’t test it

f-ck
airing out you b-tches on some bad sh-t
chopper knock a foot off
now your dumbass under average
f-ck
i put his t–th on the cement
under pressure i’m ascending
blow past lames like superman
[verse]

i keep a weapon like tenten
it bustin at your friend
i got a bustdown like ben ten
i punch in i’m like ken
the way i’m bestin these next gens
and f-cking with the best
i never watch where i’m steppin
i think i know who’s next

that’s cuz it’s me, b-tch
my glock never need a reload
drum mag with a beam ‘quipped
cronus how these rappers deepthroat
ima make em eat kids
you undecided
i chose violence, b-tch
you’ll never sit beside us
we outside and we keep irons b-tch

[bridge]

i’m stomping on his head
i make it flat like it’s a tire b-tch
i won’t stop till i’m dead
i’m always up just like i’m wired b-tch
[build-up]

and i’m gon keep it moving, i’ve been on a roll
and my schedule’s f-cked addy’s taking it’s toll
all these scripts keep me up like they strokin my pole
always fiending for more
all my dreams bout my goals

and they keeping me up think i sold off my soul
workin hard till i die and my flesh freezing cold
i’ve seen death with these eyes feel the feeling to fold
but it’s still not my time so i’m taking control

[verse]

i’m gon punch em with holes
so they won’t slow my roll
i roll off in they wraith
like i’ve stolen their soul
i got infinite rage
punch a b-tch in their face
dump a clip every day
take 2 fifths of their whole

cuz like f-ck they gon say
when i come with that d-ck
blow a load on their face
way i shoot from the hip
keep a glock on my waist
and ap in the clip
so it’s best not to trip
i’m a pro with this stick
little b-tch
and i got the power to devour these cowards
when 2 shots hit their ribs make em fall like the towers
i’m bowser
the way i spit flame with no flowers
they sour
the way that i’m fresh and i’m louder aye

chowder aye
your ass look like chowder aye
stole your b-tch she on my d-ck
i think you need a shower-

[chorus]

f-ck
airing out you b-tches on some bad sh-t
chopper knock a foot off
now your dumbass under average
f-ck
i put his t–th on the cement
under pressure i’m ascending
blow past lames like superman

- aidez

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