โหลดเพลง mp3 Powers That Be - Rick Ross

Powers That Be (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Nas
Written by：William Leonard Roberts II
The Lord as my witness
Lord as my witness there's not

There's not a better MC than rick motherf**kin' ross
Lord as my witness

And when a ni**a says Lord as my witness a ni**a 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
He hired Johnnie Cochran
But he ain't never say Lord as my witness

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Went to war beaker scores they continue to fall
Corner stores wait up hold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets ask the powers that be
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody you still see the gun wounds
But what's funny are the ones that we put the guns to
F**k 'em all kill or be killed it's still a thug rule
Back of class high on grass 'til I said f**k school
What's meant to be is meant to be I rather you than me
Die with pride forty shells on the murder scene
Rolls Royce leather stitchin' in the steerin' wheel

Ninth album ice cube ni**a kill at will
Had to balance double M is the imperial

Niggas pay respect they mail it in an envelope
F**kin' centerfolds like I still be dealin' d**e

Probably would if you're talkin' like fifty or more

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So creative co creator family the motivator
Project buildings lot of feelin' karma my codefendant
Pot to piss in not a ribbon never forgot a Christmas
Father figure not around that's such a major difference

I would play with all my homies' gifts

I understood I didn't wanna trip

The lack of didn't tap my confidence

Matter fact that's how I mastered a couple things

Went from not havin' to sheer opulence

Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it

Whole hood know it only one that's white on white
Name ringin' like DJ clue on a Friday night

Just got some real estate out in Dubai
Nation of Islam they say I might have a few ties

Talkin' tall brothers with the dark shades
Shed light bringin' niggas out the dark age

Sittin' in the court with a sharp fade
Havin' sentimental thoughts 'bout this Caucasian

Six million in the hole still feelin' short changed

Reprimanded by someone who's snortin' coc*ine

Fred Hampton was an angel may his name ring

Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing

Ain't no financial aid out in notre dame
Activist sippin' actavis time to pour away

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You know how it is new levels new devils
The cheddar breed jealousy at hella speed but it's whatever
Mercedes driver 85'er enlightener collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies the son of God son of man
Son of Sam young with the Blam
Stick or get stuck get killed to get buck a blessin' of luck

I love all test me trust not
Above all but young niggas address me as such

Like Hannibal Barca runnin' through Carthage
Pan of our watches conquer the nonsense conquerin' lion
Armé e var son God combined in one most prolific
You off point like the coke addicted lawyer klienfeldt's gun
Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow mule

Tell them haters get over it nas still rules

To money makers and niggas who murk you out
And beat the death penalty on reversal trial niggas versatile
Some things your eyes won't see

But when it's out of your control

Then it's the powers that be be

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Some things your eyes can't see

But when it's out of your control
Then it's the powers that be be

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