Power (The Bar Exam 4) Royce Da 5'9"

[Chorus]
That fo'-fo' goes
Anywhere with me I solo stroll
That power
You know when I solo stroll
You know that fo'-fo' goes
That power

[Verse 1]
Nothing come to sleep as the dreams and regret
Come to a swing of something less than a queen with a catch
Guns and funds and the cleaners hoping my cocaina will stretch
I'm blood to the Mexican bilingual who go by "The Gringo"
Who will [?] out the whole scene if you owe and he come to collect
I'm what you call a triple threat
I'm the one writing a rhyme, I'm the one riding
The one rising, I'm the one writing the check
The one with enough respect to make niggas untie ya
Who's living up under the gun
Who will punch your teeth in the street for bumping yo' gums
When I'm finished all they can say is I even the odds
So many lows, some of my highs were even goodbyes
Got so much dough I don't pull out, I just leave it inside
My hat be leaned to the side like Adebisi from Oz
If perhaps there were beef between you and I
You niggas would actually have to sleep in disguise
Fucking with power