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letra de power - zuu

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[verse 1: rythmatik]
we are living in a 33rd century, futuristic sp-ce dome
we flyer than the jetsons,and rock harder than flintstones
man i’m feeling like leopold, we uphold the code
we the race that was given the power centuries old
so i’m power tripping these hoes
i’m power steering that rarri’, so everybody go home
you don’t deserve to flow, you don’t deserve to flow
like p-n-ses after steroids, you don’t deserve to grow
no one man should have all that power
either i’m making it rain, or the world is my shower
no one man should have such big hands
to jump off stage, and grab all that -ss
f-ck the mask, i’m gonna f-ck you raw
i don’t hear that jazz, like i’m hating on utah
n-ggas see me ball, they be like, who you? paul?
telekinetic d-ck, i give a f-ck what you thought
got b-tches lke pam, anderson, dash, stacey
cuz’ this lil n-gga a star, like the red kind from macy’s
i’m hercules with this hot sh-t, flowing str8 outta hades
like yeezy, i got that crack, like i took a trip to the 80’s
predicted they was gone hate me, when i went and took a listen
to the sh-t that i be dripping, on these rap game hypocrites
critical to illiterates, hit em with my benevolent d-ck
leave a p-ssy n-gga irrelevant quick
no one man should have all that legroom
two b-tches in the coupe, i need headroom
lord forgive me i’m a sinner
but with all this gold, i’m looking more like a winner
im hot as h-ll, so i’m guessing i’m set for wintr
that luis v got me feeling like luis v in the winter
it’s a dash for the cash, and i’m an african sprinter
you t-mobile? well, a n-gga’s eating bars for dinner
i’m appalled at you n-ggas, i’m appalled at you n-ggas
i go to mars on you n-ggas, i go to mars on you n-ggas
i’m on my sp-cecraft, et’ing your cycling -ss
stuck in a loop, target the coupe, when they see me drive past
this is the, future that i see, future that is me
erasing all infidelity, there’s no telling me
nothing, nothing, you ain’t saying nothing

[hook 1]

[verse 2]
i lucille ball, in every state, church, mall
penitentiary, university, and state park
my flow ill, till it’s un-dead, creeping outta the morgue
my flow dejavu, its like i, been here before
like i’m f-cking with a past life
d-ck hard like i been f-cking with ya past wife
but you ain’t no -ss right? f-ck around and get smoked
and blasted right into the past, your irrelevant -ss, goodnight
2 packs of condoms on your b-tch? now that’s a good night!
2 pacs of condoms on your b-tch? now that’s a suge knight
now you mad, ‘cuz you can’t do it like i could right?
[devil’s bad b-tch reference]

[hook 2]
all my b-tches do is, f-ck and sleep, but we don’t sleep
we be up all night, trying to get things right
n-gga, we don’t sleep
if you know me, you know we don’t sleep

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