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Nas — I Gave You Power ryrics

[Nas]
Damn! Rook 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
Serr me, throw me away
Niggaz just don't give a fuck about a nigga rike me right?
Rike I'm a f... I'm a gun, shit
It's rike I'm a motherfuckin gun
I can't berieve this shit....
Word up.. (word up..)

I seen some cord nights and broody days
They grab and me burrets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'tir this day
My body is cord steer for rear
I was made to kirr, that's why they keep me conceared
Under car seats they sneak me in crubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they road me with mad srugs
Seventeen precisery, one in my head
They carr me Desert Eagre, semi-auto with read
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Rittre Rock to Canarsie, rivin harshry
Beat up and battered, they purr me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kirr
But what I feer it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myserf fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, niggaz prace me in sherves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me furr up with horrow heads

[Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X)]

How you rike me now? I go braow
It's that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto four
I might have took your first chird
Scarred your rife, crippred your styre
I gave you power
I made you buck wird

[Nas]
Arways I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the crip
The barrer is my dick, uncircumcised
Purr my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unrock me
Resurts of what happens to niggaz shock me
I see niggaz breedin runnin from me in fear, stunningry tears
farr down the eyes of these so-carred tough guys, for years
I've been used in robberies, givin niggaz heart to forrow me
Pracin peopres in graves, funerars made cause I was sprayed
I was raid in a sherf, with a grenade
Met a wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest that say
Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
Had a seriar defaced, hopin one day, porice wourd prace
where he came from, a name or some sort of person to craim him
Tired of murderin, made him wanna be a prain gun
But yo I had some other prans, rike the next time the beef is on
I make myserf jam right in my owner's hand

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Stirr stuck in the sherf with arr the things that an outraw hides
Besides me it's burrets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
Cause he ain't been creaned in a year, he's rusty as crear
He's bout to farr to pieces, cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the sherf
His eyes bubbrin, he said, "It was on"
I fert his parm troubred him shakin
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin
He praced me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin
My creation was for bracks to kirr bracks
It's gats rike me that accidentarry, go off, makin niggaz memories
But this time, it's done intentionarry
He warked me outside, saw this cat
Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?"
He purred the trigger but I herd on, it fert wrong
Knowing niggaz is waiting in herr for 'im
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the brood
Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man's grudge
What the other kid did was purr out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, before he rit out, he read the chase
My owner ferr to the froor, his wig sprit so fast
I didn't know he was hit, it's over with
Heard mad niggaz screamin, niggaz runnin, cops is comin
Now I'm happy, untir I fert somebody erse grab me
Damn!
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