Kanye West - Power Remix lyrics

[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 sh** 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 sungla**es and a sunroof But do you have the power to get out from up under you F-ck Rollies, labels, f-ck what everybody wants from you They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer sh** 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 West] 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 on the whole world, an hour 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, b**h I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear sh** [Chorus] 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 'Til then, f-ck that, the world's ours And then they say And then they say And then they say And then they say And then they say And then they say 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 a**alamu alaikum, 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 he drop bombs [Swizz Beatz] Showtime! Hey, yo, Yeezy, stop playin' with these people, man They want see you act all crazy in this muf-cka, man Take that jacket off and go crazy on them n***as, man You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? [Kanye West] 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 after wars 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 booze, I'm a prude to you losers It's all in time, my n***a See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil sister And excuse me, but, you can't see my lil sister Number one sound across the board, hey Number one now and forevermore, hey Number one rule is n-ggas don't 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 at 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' sh-t, yeah, I get my Pope on And go home wit 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 em She ain't give you a**? That p**y fictional I gotta give her the eviction note 'Tis "Get yo' a** out, b**h, vamonos" Five seconds to the song, and we gettin' close I got the power, muf-cka, if you didn't know [Swizz] Chill, chill, chill, chill, man Chill, 'Ye, chill Sh-t's burnt up already It's over