The Power Lyrics

Bounce

Bounce, bounce

Let's keep this thing going

Sensei, one time

Look

Testing the depths of my intellect, what you know?

The fine line of scheme between competition and hopes

The file line of shorties that poorly knock on the door

The worldly temptations keep her sturdy until the morn

I mean, I beat the pussy up, thought I killed it, thought I should mourn

I let it marinate, made her serenade me some more

I pray for better days, since I met her, can't wish her gone

I long for clarity, make a better me, even though I gave you

Something reminiscent of Nasir Jones: I gave you power

Though I know I hold a complex soul

I spend my hours on my solo, writing my best songs

But now I'm tired out

Hold on, switch it up

Run it back

My homie Sensei said me going home means anxiety

I dropped my mechanisms of defense"you ain't lying, G"

I thought I left the prison of remiss as a minor

But now my system not a kid's, it's hard to shift to sobriety

I twisted off the lid, the liquor slid from the bottle to glass

The nerve to hope I'd let it go when my father had passed

I deal with demons from the present, the future, the past

But who'd have thought I'd see a genie come out of a flask?

I feel the magic when I trash my desire to ask

All of the questions while my mind do the dash

I gave you

Something reminiscent of AC chords: I gave you power

Though I wrote the notes of good, sweet tones

They feeling sour every time I try to sing my flows

It got me tired out

Hold on, switch it up

Run it back

As time elapses, the greatness in writing flashes

The landscape is aflame, towers have burned to ashes

And my plans been rearranged, changes have come to pass

My mental jumped off the mantle while hoping we're gonna last

Maybe I just be feeling down bad following you

Got me hoping I can hit my climax following you

Two perspectives, one between your legs and then one in the booze

I'm selective, I can be your mans if you show me the proof

Let me chill

At least that's something that my brother told me, keep it real

At least that's something that my mother told me

What's the deal?

The biggest on my list of questions

Along with"am I worth having?" and"do I even deserve her?"

The answers are in the rubble of my rhetoric

Love? I was scared of it

Longed to skip the time to the manly me, hadn't met him yet

Was recently introduced, he's a romancer

Now I'm him, and off the rip I sit on one end of a transfer of the power

Now you can make gardens out of a flower

Now every drop of love got the quality of a shower

The power to make a day turn sour

The power could make you proud as hell of a little bit

Even prouder while intimate

But you never show cowardice

Even while holding power to power off all my power the times you probably feel powerless

And here I am, the man who stands wherever silence lives

And walking on the land a nigga swam to when the tide came in

I see you buying in

But until then I'll just be in the dressing room trying on the suits of immortal men

If I'm your friend then let me ask if that's unfortunate

Cause love could either make it last or vastly make you wanna quit