The Power

[Intro: Zuby]
Ah! Ah! I got the power
Ah! Ah! I got the power
Ah! Ah! I got the power
Chyeeea!

[Verse 1: Zuby]
The power’s in the hustle, the power’s in the pain
The power’s in the muscle, see the power in my veins
The power leads to money and the power leads to fame
And the fame will lead to honeys till the money is estranged
What a shame… but to be great is to be dedicated
Hustlers don’t believe in fate cuz nothing came to those who waited
Mental mathematician, plot it and extrapolate it
Like a statistician, see the work and riches correlated
Started as a little dream, now my vision’s elevated
Young ‘uns looking up to me, honeys looking fascinated
Early critics turn to fans and haters getting macerated
Lashing out at nothing every beat is getting lacerated
Try to not grumble, you give me reason not to speak
I’m trying to stay humble, you give me reason not to be
But I will not crumble, you try to knock me off my feet
But I will not stumble, the power’s always in my reach

[Hook: Zuby]
I go for hours, I’m so empowered
The world is ours, the world is ours
From baby showers, to pushing flowers
I got the power, I got the power
I go for hours, I’m so empowered
The world is ours, the world is ours
From baby showers, to pushing flowers
I got the power, I got the power

[Verse 2: Zuby]
They hold my head beneath the surface cuz the industry is nervous
Cuz I got this far without them and they know that I deserve it
I made my own committee and I blew over the pity
With no labels and no agent but they know me in your city
My songs are heat rock, flow is silly and really
Y’all get exposed when the beat stops, Milli Vanilli
I Michael thrill ‘em and really hop out the hearse pop a wheelie
I’ve got to chop em ideally until I get me a milli
Or die from asphyxiation. I feel an obligation
To kill all communication till they know my appellation
I know a couple teens who tell me I’m an inspiration
So to you I’m just some rapper but to them I’m motivation
So I try to not grumble, you give me reason not to speak
I’m trying to stay humble, they give me reason not to be
But I will not crumble, you try to knock me off my feet
But I will not stumble, the power’s always in my reach

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Laughta]
I ain’t weak I’m Laughta
I’m a blessing to the scene like a pastor
And I always had a dream I’m the answer
That’s why I’m stepping on the beat like a dancer
And I’ve been doing this for long I’m not a starter
Got bars like my phone was on a charger
Work hard yeah I got it from my father
He had the power so the power’s what I’m after
I ain’t giving up I’m big enough, I want it all I’m picking up
I’m tailoring, they’re wavering, I’m shaking them they’re slipping off
I’m pain within, I’m making hits so watch my punches break your chin
Not before I knock your jaw I used the strength I hid before
I try to not grumble, you give me reason not to speak
I’m trying to stay humble, you give me reason not to be
But I will not crumble, you try to knock me off my feet
But I will not stumble, the power’s always in my reach

[Hook]