Power Lyrics
| Song | Power |
| Artist | Ice T |
| Album | Greatest Hits: The Evidence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm livin' large as possible,posse unstoppable | |
| Style topical,vividly optical | |
| Listen,you'll see'em sometimes i'll be'em | |
| Cops,critics and punks,necer ever wanta see me in power | |
| Well,that's too bad,apocalypse now i'm back and i'm mad | |
| We're comin',you're runnin' cold and cunning | |
| Ice t on the mic,topgunning | |
| After your neck,checkin' respect,makin' you sweat | |
| Rhyme syndicate boy in effect | |
| The rap motivator,teacher,talker,night rhyme stalker | |
| Words thrillin',so real they're chillin',the hit author | |
| Gettin' louder than a shot gun,you don't want none | |
| Rhyme pays was the name of the album | |
| But that was number one,this is the number two | |
| The posse grew,we're gonna break through | |
| Power | |
| Somebody line up the suckers who refuse to recognize the truth | |
| Tie up the punks who refuse to understand the youth | |
| My posse's growin' and it's gettin' larger every day | |
| Detroit,chi-town,pittsburgh,houston,l.a. | |
| Come on,come on,come on,toys,let's play | |
| Circle the calendar,perpetrator doomsday | |
| Ice t fool man of my own full grown | |
| I cause havoc when i speak upon the microphone | |
| I'm outspoken,no jokin',get in my face your jaw will get broken | |
| Layin' it,sayin' it,then you're playing it | |
| Lyrics so heavy that you might try weighin' it | |
| Hated by many but i hate'em back | |
| Loved by troopers who know where it's at | |
| You might like me,might think i'm wack | |
| But don't step to me 'cause the boy stays strapped | |
| I'm taking no shorts,hatin' the courts,hatin' the judges | |
| Punk da's with their personal grudges | |
| I hate the clubs that think with their butts | |
| No hats,no jeans,no sneakers,no what? | |
| No beepers,no gold? yo kiss my ass | |
| We'll wait and see who gets the last laugh | |
| We'll have the power | |
| Power (x3) | |
| Power it starts with p like pussy | |
| She knows she's got it,she doesn't worry,does she? | |
| Spendin' your cash,leavin' you in the trash | |
| While your little head's thinkin',they're gone in a dash | |
| They got it,know it,that's why they show it | |
| The power of sex,if man could overthrow it | |
| He'd be king in a day,no way.we get rich,hard,give it away | |
| We're weak and as we speak,the girls are hawkin' | |
| Sizin' me up straight out as i'm talkin' | |
| But you gotta have control if you want the gold | |
| I don't wanta be alone like stallone | |
| So i keep my mind thinkin' 'bout the green | |
| And stop dwellin' on the in-between | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| I'm on a mission mackin' hard as a hammer | |
| Take my picture,i might take your camera | |
| My posse might move,and they move fast | |
| A fool's move could be a punk's last | |
| Ain't no criminal although i used to be | |
| Ain't no new jack rappin' ain't new to me | |
| I been makin' records on wax since 1982 | |
| Now it's 1988 finally i'm coming through | |
| That adds up to six years of makin' ok jams,but now i'm mad | |
| Here comes the body slam | |
| Turnin' out concerts,house'n the industry | |
| Lovin' all the fly girls screamin' for ice t | |
| Rollin' with the syndicate my unstoppable battalion | |
| 38 solid gold my medalion | |
| Gainin' velocity,momentum and energy | |
| Ice capital t | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| So you say that i'm a fake think,you really must be a fool | |
| I been to jail more times than you have probably been in school | |
| Shot at,shot back,hit,and seen my buddies killed | |
| That's the foundation upon the raps of ice-t are built | |
| I say what i think,the system does stink | |
| Money you walk,you short,you're writin' from the klink | |
| Come on,what's up,you know the laws are full of bull | |
| Prey on the lame,release those with pull | |
| Power!i know you wanta try it | |
| Well check out money can buy it | |
| Control and mold the world to do your wishin' | |
| The knowledge of power is mine,so just listen | |
| Money controls the world and that's it | |
| And once you got it,then you can talk shit | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| I got the power(fade out) |
| I' m livin' large as possible, posse unstoppable | |
| Style topical, vividly optical | |
| Listen, you' ll see' em sometimes i' ll be' em | |
| Cops, critics and punks, necer ever wanta see me in power | |
| Well, that' s too bad, apocalypse now i' m back and i' m mad | |
| We' re comin', you' re runnin' cold and cunning | |
| Ice t on the mic, topgunning | |
| After your neck, checkin' respect, makin' you sweat | |
| Rhyme syndicate boy in effect | |
| The rap motivator, teacher, talker, night rhyme stalker | |
| Words thrillin', so real they' re chillin', the hit author | |
| Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don' t want none | |
| Rhyme pays was the name of the album | |
| But that was number one, this is the number two | |
| The posse grew, we' re gonna break through | |
| Power | |
| Somebody line up the suckers who refuse to recognize the truth | |
| Tie up the punks who refuse to understand the youth | |
| My posse' s growin' and it' s gettin' larger every day | |
| Detroit, chitown, pittsburgh, houston, l. a. | |
| Come on, come on, come on, toys, let' s play | |
| Circle the calendar, perpetrator doomsday | |
| Ice t fool man of my own full grown | |
| I cause havoc when i speak upon the microphone | |
| I' m outspoken, no jokin', get in my face your jaw will get broken | |
| Layin' it, sayin' it, then you' re playing it | |
| Lyrics so heavy that you might try weighin' it | |
| Hated by many but i hate' em back | |
| Loved by troopers who know where it' s at | |
| You might like me, might think i' m wack | |
| But don' t step to me ' cause the boy stays strapped | |
| I' m taking no shorts, hatin' the courts, hatin' the judges | |
| Punk da' s with their personal grudges | |
| I hate the clubs that think with their butts | |
| No hats, no jeans, no sneakers, no what? | |
| No beepers, no gold? yo kiss my ass | |
| We' ll wait and see who gets the last laugh | |
| We' ll have the power | |
| Power x3 | |
| Power it starts with p like pussy | |
| She knows she' s got it, she doesn' t worry, does she? | |
| Spendin' your cash, leavin' you in the trash | |
| While your little head' s thinkin', they' re gone in a dash | |
| They got it, know it, that' s why they show it | |
| The power of sex, if man could overthrow it | |
| He' d be king in a day, no way. we get rich, hard, give it away | |
| We' re weak and as we speak, the girls are hawkin' | |
| Sizin' me up straight out as i' m talkin' | |
| But you gotta have control if you want the gold | |
| I don' t wanta be alone like stallone | |
| So i keep my mind thinkin' ' bout the green | |
| And stop dwellin' on the inbetween | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| I' m on a mission mackin' hard as a hammer | |
| Take my picture, i might take your camera | |
| My posse might move, and they move fast | |
| A fool' s move could be a punk' s last | |
| Ain' t no criminal although i used to be | |
| Ain' t no new jack rappin' ain' t new to me | |
| I been makin' records on wax since 1982 | |
| Now it' s 1988 finally i' m coming through | |
| That adds up to six years of makin' ok jams, but now i' m mad | |
| Here comes the body slam | |
| Turnin' out concerts, house' n the industry | |
| Lovin' all the fly girls screamin' for ice t | |
| Rollin' with the syndicate my unstoppable battalion | |
| 38 solid gold my medalion | |
| Gainin' velocity, momentum and energy | |
| Ice capital t | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| So you say that i' m a fake think, you really must be a fool | |
| I been to jail more times than you have probably been in school | |
| Shot at, shot back, hit, and seen my buddies killed | |
| That' s the foundation upon the raps of icet are built | |
| I say what i think, the system does stink | |
| Money you walk, you short, you' re writin' from the klink | |
| Come on, what' s up, you know the laws are full of bull | |
| Prey on the lame, release those with pull | |
| Power! i know you wanta try it | |
| Well check out money can buy it | |
| Control and mold the world to do your wishin' | |
| The knowledge of power is mine, so just listen | |
| Money controls the world and that' s it | |
| And once you got it, then you can talk shit | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| I got the power fade out |
| I' m livin' large as possible, posse unstoppable | |
| Style topical, vividly optical | |
| Listen, you' ll see' em sometimes i' ll be' em | |
| Cops, critics and punks, necer ever wanta see me in power | |
| Well, that' s too bad, apocalypse now i' m back and i' m mad | |
| We' re comin', you' re runnin' cold and cunning | |
| Ice t on the mic, topgunning | |
| After your neck, checkin' respect, makin' you sweat | |
| Rhyme syndicate boy in effect | |
| The rap motivator, teacher, talker, night rhyme stalker | |
| Words thrillin', so real they' re chillin', the hit author | |
| Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don' t want none | |
| Rhyme pays was the name of the album | |
| But that was number one, this is the number two | |
| The posse grew, we' re gonna break through | |
| Power | |
| Somebody line up the suckers who refuse to recognize the truth | |
| Tie up the punks who refuse to understand the youth | |
| My posse' s growin' and it' s gettin' larger every day | |
| Detroit, chitown, pittsburgh, houston, l. a. | |
| Come on, come on, come on, toys, let' s play | |
| Circle the calendar, perpetrator doomsday | |
| Ice t fool man of my own full grown | |
| I cause havoc when i speak upon the microphone | |
| I' m outspoken, no jokin', get in my face your jaw will get broken | |
| Layin' it, sayin' it, then you' re playing it | |
| Lyrics so heavy that you might try weighin' it | |
| Hated by many but i hate' em back | |
| Loved by troopers who know where it' s at | |
| You might like me, might think i' m wack | |
| But don' t step to me ' cause the boy stays strapped | |
| I' m taking no shorts, hatin' the courts, hatin' the judges | |
| Punk da' s with their personal grudges | |
| I hate the clubs that think with their butts | |
| No hats, no jeans, no sneakers, no what? | |
| No beepers, no gold? yo kiss my ass | |
| We' ll wait and see who gets the last laugh | |
| We' ll have the power | |
| Power x3 | |
| Power it starts with p like pussy | |
| She knows she' s got it, she doesn' t worry, does she? | |
| Spendin' your cash, leavin' you in the trash | |
| While your little head' s thinkin', they' re gone in a dash | |
| They got it, know it, that' s why they show it | |
| The power of sex, if man could overthrow it | |
| He' d be king in a day, no way. we get rich, hard, give it away | |
| We' re weak and as we speak, the girls are hawkin' | |
| Sizin' me up straight out as i' m talkin' | |
| But you gotta have control if you want the gold | |
| I don' t wanta be alone like stallone | |
| So i keep my mind thinkin' ' bout the green | |
| And stop dwellin' on the inbetween | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| I' m on a mission mackin' hard as a hammer | |
| Take my picture, i might take your camera | |
| My posse might move, and they move fast | |
| A fool' s move could be a punk' s last | |
| Ain' t no criminal although i used to be | |
| Ain' t no new jack rappin' ain' t new to me | |
| I been makin' records on wax since 1982 | |
| Now it' s 1988 finally i' m coming through | |
| That adds up to six years of makin' ok jams, but now i' m mad | |
| Here comes the body slam | |
| Turnin' out concerts, house' n the industry | |
| Lovin' all the fly girls screamin' for ice t | |
| Rollin' with the syndicate my unstoppable battalion | |
| 38 solid gold my medalion | |
| Gainin' velocity, momentum and energy | |
| Ice capital t | |
| I got the power | |
| Power | |
| So you say that i' m a fake think, you really must be a fool | |
| I been to jail more times than you have probably been in school | |
| Shot at, shot back, hit, and seen my buddies killed | |
| That' s the foundation upon the raps of icet are built | |
| I say what i think, the system does stink | |
| Money you walk, you short, you' re writin' from the klink | |
| Come on, what' s up, you know the laws are full of bull | |
| Prey on the lame, release those with pull | |
| Power! i know you wanta try it | |
| Well check out money can buy it | |
| Control and mold the world to do your wishin' | |
| The knowledge of power is mine, so just listen | |
| Money controls the world and that' s it | |
| And once you got it, then you can talk shit | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| Power | |
| You have the power | |
| I got the power fade out |
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