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More Power

I'm no less than what I claim to be and what I aim to be
I had a dream, it came to me. I had a head like a cinderblock, nuts like a bowling ball
I throwed em on the floor so yall can know what I'm all about
I talked about the things that matter most to me, where I'm goin, my people, dough
and knowin and bein who I'm sposed to be and how to feel somethin, huh, in this cold world
know what I mean, Then the clouds moved apart, an angel came down through the dark
and gave me a box about the size of a human heart
"You do it already but this will make you better B," she said to me
"And you can start whenever you’re ready B"
I never seen a sight as such, I tried to touch her hand
As she turned to dust, she said “no longer are you just a man”
Then my head started swelling and I felt my chest expand
and the stairs started sinking on the step that I stand
Then my arms grew 11 feet, brain grew a cherry tree with eyeballs instead of cherries
then I can see everything, My words turned to green dollars and solid gold bricks
and I built a house out of topics some of yall don’t know shit
And every night it's a party there and all you gotta pay
is respect to everybody there and all you gotta say is

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Step it up, lift it up, jump it up, kick it up, punch it up, hit em up, here we go
More Power 4x

Sometimes I get flash backs. When I sleep I talk like war veterans
I mash like a beast and walk like George Jefferson, I practice and preach and walk a road never been trod by the faint of heart cuz yo where I been, I had to play my part like how Denzel did with the blues but mo better than, my Timberlands in ya door and I'm a take it off the wall, ceiling and the floor if you don’t let us in
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More Power 4x

I don’t know what you been told, Go for your glory before ya too old
Break yo self then get broke a little more, Find out what you we're meant to live for
That's what we be doin, we get it poppin like how the akis be doin at the rock steady reunion that’s our reputation, training day in and day out and day and study your opponent then you face him That’s the way it is, this is my motivational shit for people on their way to get rich We can’t quit, My skin is mad thick and if my blood hits the floor it'll bounce it can’t stick

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Fueggisimo

Girl don’t be scared, aint shit to be afraid of, let me get in your head, let me see what your made of and I know what your thinking but still I want you to say it girl my shit is hot potatoes girl don’t hate it, clebrate it, take it, BR, yall know my name, I keep up on the game to see the hall of fame, mamacita call my name when I rub the spot, get the club to pop when I come up with the crop, gotta love it, love it or not I’m hot from the hop to the top, from the shoes to the screws I’m a winner, I deliver the reala I drop the jewels, got the charisma, the charm, rocking the gliss on the arm, no doubt the kid is the bomb I got the click and its strong singin singin…

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Everybody get up and start it now, throw your hands up, get bumpin in the crowd, from the city straight down to Mexico, got em singin that shits Fuegissimo

I seen you in the street, I seen you on the dance floor, you got your hair done, you looking real good I’ll give you what you need, I’ll give you what you ask for cuz I’m the man girl, I keep it real too you in my circle boo, money to burn with you but don’t wast my time, time is money, you can earn it too no make no dirty moves, I’ll take it personal and they can say the bird is early but I’m early too

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Yall been sleeping, I, I’m about to blow, I been creeping right down your avenue, from the city straight down to Mexico, got em singin that shits Fuegissimo

You don’t wanna look for war, you don’t want I’l hook your jaw you don’t wanna get down with these wild ra ra ra Brooklyn dogs anything can happen, the scrappin, trap in a finger snap and your flappin the yap and the rat-tat- tat in your back and we set it with the tic tic in a second, bang the ceiling off the building, yall can feel it, ruck up the roof of your truck, up in the club full of killers, dirty dealers and the witness and the demos and the nickels and they doing it with us and we always out to get it, knocking the door off the hinges and I’m all about my business straight from the start to the finishline, still I gotta dip and dive, got a bigger fih to fry if you aint a friend of mine then you gotta get in line, everybody, rock the party mamacita youse a hottie, hot potato, stop the hater, no bonchinchen, como se dice con sigete una vida, cop the z, the chocolate cheeba, superstar to soup the car to movin on ya, do it harder rah

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Yall been sleeping, I, I’m about to blow, I been creeping right down your avenue, from the city straight down to Mexico, got em singin that shits Fuegissimo