Power (remix) (feat. JAY-Z)

[Jay-Z]

Is this thing on?

Oh, I thought they silenced us, ye

Power to the people

We livin' in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit

The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private

New watch, know what time it is, watch us (you see us)

They can't stop us, prophets, beyotches

[Kanye West]

No one man should have all that power (yeah)

The clock's tickin', I just count the hours (yeah)

Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power

(No one man should have all that power)

[Jay-Z]

Rumble, young man, rumble

Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon' stumble

You gotta go through pain in order to become you

But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you

Now you got the power to do anything you want to

Until you ask yourself: Is this what it's all come to?

Lookin' at life through sunglasses and a sunroof

But do you have the power to get out from up under you?

Fuck Rollies, labels, fuck what everybody wants from you

They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle

To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer shit

In search of the truth, even if it goes through Taylor Swift

Tell her this

No one man should have all that power

(Power-power-power-power-power)

And then they

And then they

And then they

And then they

[Kanye]

Now when I walk in, everybody do the Power clap

Clap, clap, clap

Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap

Clap, clap, clap

I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap

Clap, clap, clap

My socket was out the plug, now it's time to get the power back

Clap, clap

I seen people abuse power, use power, misuse and then lose power

Power to the people at last, it's a new hour

Now we all ain't gon' be American Idols

But you can least grab a camera, shoot a viral

Huh? Take the power in your own hands

I'm a grown man, doin' my grown dance

I don't stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch

I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit

No one man should have all that power

The clock's tickin', I just count the hours

Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power (power, power)

Till then, fuck that, the world's ours

And then they

And then they

And then they

And then they

And then they

And then they

The power, the power

Now everything I'm rhymin' on cause a Ramadan

Been a don, prayin' for the families lost in the storm

Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran

So the next couple bars, I'ma drop them in Islam

They say as-salaam alaykum, say wa alaikum asalaam

That's no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your moms

Now the question is, how we gon' stop the next Vietnam?

Keep Flex out of Korea, 'cause you know we drop bombs

[Swizz Beatz]

Showtime!

Hey, yo, Yeezy, man, stop playin' with these people, man

They wan' see you act all crazy in this ma'fucka, man

Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

[Kanye]

What do it mean to be the boss?

It mean second place is the first one who lost

The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross

Truth or fiction, it's a hell of a cost, do the dishes

I'm 'bout to hit that Jeff Gordon

Michael Jordan, the only one more important

But I be feelin' like Jordan when I'm recordin'

'Cause every time I record, I duck to slap the boards

I don't know what these rappers gon' do afterwards

Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards

Huh, I got the whole crowd goin' crazy

Homie, I should be rewarded

Gettin' money Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?

Eatin' Wheaties, drinkin' Fiji, bein' greedy, huh?

Don't even think you can allude to the rumors

I'm immune to the boos, I'ma prove to you losers

It's all in time, my nigga

See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga

Now Jay my big brother and Bey my li'l sister

And excuse me, but, you can't see my li'l sister

Number one sound across the board, hey

Number one now and forevermore, hey

Number one rule is niggas gon' hate

Maybe I'll drop the album, nah, all y'all gotta wait

And on the 'Net they showin' pictures of my Cali place

My Maybach in NY, but it still got the Cali plates

All my old girls know that I'm the one that got away

I think about 'em Christmas, and play some Donny Hathaway

And keep my bulletproof hater coat on

Lookin' at some photos that I'm lookin' crazy dope on

Hand up, talkin' shit, yeah, I get my Pope on

And go home with something to poke on

That's what Dre said, but this what 'Ye said

How 'Ye doin'? Who 'Ye screwin'?

That's for my dick to know, before you get to know 'I'm

She ain't give you ass? That pussy fictional

I gotta give her the eviction no-tice

Get yo' ass out, bitch, vámonos!

Five seconds to the song end, we gettin' close

I got the power, ma'fucka, if you didn't know

[Swizz]

Chill, chill, chill, man

Chill, 'Ye, chill, chill

Chill

Shit's burnt up already

It's over