SNAP! - THE POWER (FUL MIX, SWITCH MIX, POTENTIAL MIX 1990)

They say when you die you go to another world with white clouds, white angels, and pearly white gates.

Look, if being black is so wrong, then I don't want to be right.

Peace.

We'll see you next time.

I've got the power

Thank you.

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I've got the power.

At the center of the universe, at the border between the light and the dark, stands Castle Greyskull.

For to those that control Greyskull will come the power.

The power to be supreme.

The power to be almighty.

The power to...

I will attack, and you don't want that.

your soul with the tone of a microphone in this game of life i will thrive survive me take a dive your brain is on no time even in my last hour snack jack

He's got the power.

You're in my heart baby

I don't wanna know, yeah

He could break my heart He's got the power

I won't give today.

Thank you.

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This thing called rap Dig it like it's several rhymes Double on the heavenly level Bang the bass Turn up the trouble Radical mind Day and night All the time 714 Wise, divine Maniac, brainiac Winning the game I'm the lyrical Jesse James

So stay off my back, or I will attack, and you don't want that.

Like a demon, I'm steaming.

Like a crook, I'm scheming.

Top the opposition, call it whipped creaming.

Drinking skin with a lyric, rhyme breaking the bone.

Steal your soul with the tone of a microphone.

In this game of life, I will thrive.

Survive me, take a dive.

Your brain is on no job.

Lyric on strong, even in my last hour.

Snapchat, cause I got the power.

Thank you.

Outro Music

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Or I will attack and you don't want that

I've got the power.

Front to back, in this thing called rap.

Dig it like a shovel, rhyme, double.

On a heavenly level, bang the bass.

Turn up the treble.

Radical mind, day and night, all the time.

714, wise, divine.

Maniac, maniac, winning the game.

I'm the lyrical Jesse James.

Quality I possess, some say I'm fresh When my voice goes through the mesh of the mic Repo that I am holding Copy written lyrics so they can't be stolen If they all snap, don't need the police You're trying to save them, your voice will sing So peace, stay off my back Or I will attack, and you don't want that

We'll be right back.

even in my last hour snapjack cause i got the power

You need to slow your speed, stop the nonsense.

you blew it, you saw, you can't go off, I knew it, let's be realistic, I'm not egotistic, but you, you're cruel, just not that artistic, point blank, the song, thanks, yo, I know you want the truth, so let's be frank, I'm in a fun, this art not known for being subtle, patiently I listen to all types of rebuttal, don't say this, don't say that, change your lyrics, everybody's a critic, it's getting kinda hectic, my rhyme is authentic, so it shall remain, my writing, exciting, you

We'll be right back.

I don't know.

I'm overstocked.

You might never get to hear my last rhyme.

Cause I've been writing since you heard me last time.

I could go on.

They say when you die you go to another world with white clouds, white angels, and pearly white gates.

Look, if being black is so wrong, then I don't want to be right.

Peace.

Don't push, don't sue, don't match off the life or phone that I am holding Copy written lyrics on the can, please tell them if they all snap Don't need the police to try to save them, your voice will sing so beastly Stay off my back, or I will attack, and you don't want that

I've got the power

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I've got the power

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Winning the game, I'm the lyrical Jesse James Quality, I possess, don't say I'm fresh When my voice goes through the mesh of the light From phone to bed, I am holy Copywritten lyrical, they can't be stolen if they all snap Don't need the police to sign a statement, your voice is sick So please, stay on my back Or I will attack, and you don't want that

Bye.