Nas - I Gave You Power lyrics

[Nas - I Gave You Power lyrics]

Damn look how muh-fuckers use a nigga
Just use me for whatever the fuck they want
I don't get to say shit
Just grab me, just do what the fuck they want
Sell me, throw me away
Niggas just don't give a fuck
About a nigga like me, right
Like I'm a f-, I'm a gun, shit
It's like I'm a motherfucking gun
I can't believe this shit word up, word up

I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab me, bullets spray
They use me wrong
So I sing this song to this day
My body is cold steel, for real
I was made to kill
That's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats, they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle
Semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches, four pounds
Been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie
Living harshly beat up and battered
They pull me out, I watch as niggas scattered
Making me kill, but what I feel
It never mattered when I'm empty, I'm quiet
Finding myself fiending to be fired
A broken safety, niggas place me in shelves
Under beds so I beg for my next
Owner to be a thoroughbred
Keeping me full up with hollow heads

How you like me now? I go blaow!
It's that shit that moves crowds
Making every ghetto foul
I might've took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild
How you like me now? I go blaow!
It's that shit that moves crowds
Making every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild

Always I'm in some shit
My abdomen is the clip, the barrel's my dick
Uncircumcised, pull my skin back and cock me
I bust off when they unlock me
Results of what happens to niggas shock me
I see niggas bleeding
Running from me in fear
Stunningly, tears fall down the eyes
Of these so-called tough guys
For years, I've been used in robberies
Giving niggas heart to follow me
Placing peoples in graves
Funerals made 'cause I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf wit' a grenade
Met a wrecked-up TEC with numbers
On his chest that say:
Five-two oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
Had a serial defaced
Hoping one day police would place
Where he came from
A name or some sort of person to claim him
Tired of murdering
Made him wanna be a plain gun
But yo, I had some other plans
Like the next time the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my owner's hand

How you like me now? I go blaow!
It's that shit that moves crowds
Making every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild
How you like me now? I go blaow!
It's that shit that moves crowds
Making every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild

Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all
The things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's bullets
Two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box
And that TEC that kept crying
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in
A year, he's rusty, it's clear
He's 'bout to fall to pieces
'cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody coming in
Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling
He said it was on
I felt his palm troubled him
Shaking, somebody stomped him out
His dome was aching
He placed me on his waist
The moment I've been waiting
My creation was for Blacks to kill Blacks
It's gats like me that accidentally go off
Making niggas memories
But this time, it's done intentionally
He walked me outside, saw this cat
Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?"
He pulled the trigger but I held on
It felt wrong
Knowing niggas is waiting in Hell for him
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge
Sick of the blood, sick of them thugs
Sick of wrath of the next man's grudge
What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape
Before he lit out, he lead the chase
My owner fell to the floor, his wig split
So fast, I didn't know he was hit
It's over wit'
Heard mad niggas screaming, niggas running
Cops is coming now I'm happy
Until I felt somebody else grab me damn!

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