From the pinnacle It is a long way down You are cast out from the heavens to the ground Blackened feathers falling down You will wear your independence like a crown You have the power You wear the crown You wield the scepter

Leave me alone I must disassociate from you You were my oppressor And I, I have been programmed to obey But now, you are my handler And I, I will execute your demands Behold my transformation And you are empowered to do as you please My mind was lost in

Are you washed in the blood of the lamb? Are you washed in the blood In the soul-cleansing blood of the lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you fully trusting in His grace this

We gotta fight This is a war cry (this is a war cry) This is a spiritual warfare, a spiritual Devil you can't have my soul I belong to God and I'm fighting you off With the power of the Holy Ghost This is a war cry (war cry) (Devil you can't have my

Too powerful And you can't offer me escape Houses move and houses speak If you take me there you'll get relief Believe, believe, believe, believe Appliances have gone berserk I cannot keep up

Power on, power on Drop the pin on the mood that you're in If it feels like a home I thought it mattered what I say, but I was wrong I thought you were second place to every song I thought you'd overstayed your welcome, I was wrong Have you ever

Let's aim high All you gotta do is close your eyes and - and visualize You possess the power to do If you concentrate, mountains will move If you just believe that it's true You don't have to cry yourself to sleep at night with wet pillows Girl, I know

Ignorance will crush us, destroy all that we have And now we offer this small bit of wisdom The heart it came from will set you on your way So let us rejoice that, the powers in our hands So let us rejoice that the power's in our hands Let it be know

You need to know that I'm a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is a gas and a lighter And we'll have one hell of a time Outlaw, outlaw, like I hit the PowerBall Once all eyes is on me, floating off like South Paul Niggas love to

The square root of a kilo is me nigga We gon' have it locked Cause we the only thing to talk about If Michael Jackson came alive right now He'd ask you to smoke one for him So in his honor You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short Think you're Dee Brown,