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,

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

Is it just me? I always wonder if you ask yourself Or is this sex so good I shouldn't have to fuck for free? Is this sex so good I shouldn't have to Another one I go on and on Can't understand how I last so long I must have the superpowers Last 223

I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name I have followed his wings on a sunny day I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that

All we hear is radio ga ga You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio (radio) Radio goo goo Radio ga ga Radio ga ga Radio blah blah

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

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

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

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

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