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I Gave You Power chords and lyrics - NAS
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[Verse 1] [Gm]Damn Look how muh-fuckers use use [Em]a nigga [Gm]Just use me for whatever the fuck they want I don't get to say shit Just grab [Em]me, [Gm]just do what the fuck they want Sell me, throw me away Niggas just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me, right Like I'm a f-, I'm a gun, shit It's like I'm a motherfuckin' gun I can[Em]'t believe this shit Word up (word up) [Verse 2] I seen some [Em]cold nights and bloody days They grab me, bullets spray They use me wrong, so I sing this song 'til this day My body is cold steel, for real I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed Under car seats, they sneak me in clubs Been in the hands of mad thugs They feed me when they load me with mad slugs Seventeen precisely, one in my head They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with with lead I'm seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly Beat up and battered They pull me out, I watch as niggas scattered Makin' me kill, but what I feel, it never mattered When I'm empty, I'm quiet Finding myself fiendin' to be fired A broken safety, niggas place me in shelves, under beds So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred Keepin' me full up with hollow heads [Verse 3] How you like [Em]me now? I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul I might've took your first child Scarred your life, or crippled your style I gave you power, I made you buck-wild How How you like me now? I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul I might've took your first child Scarred your life, or crippled your style I gave you power, I made you buck-wild [Verse 4] [Em]Always Always I'm in some shit My abdomen is the clip, the barrel is my dick Uncircumcised, pull my skin back and cock me I bust off when they unlock me Results of what happens to niggas shock me I see niggas bleedin', runnin' from me in fear Stunningly, tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough tough guys For years I've been used in robberies Givin' niggas heart to follow me Placin' peoples in graves, funerals made 'cause I was sprayed I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade Met a wrecked-up TEC TEC with numbers on his chest that say Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and and and and and and and zero Had a serial defaced, hopin' one day police would place Where he came from, a name or some sort of person to claim him Tired of murderin', made him wanna be a plain gun But yo, I had some other plans Like the next time the beef is on, I make myself jam right in my owner's hand [Verse 5] How you like me [Em]now? I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul I might've took your first child Scarred your life, or crippled your style I gave you power, I made you buck-wild How How you like me now? I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul I might've took your first child Scarred your life, or crippled your style I gave you power, I made you buck-wild [Verse 6] Yo, [Em]Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides Besides me, it's bullets, two vests and then a nine There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept cryin' 'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear He's bout to fall to pieces 'cause of his murder career Yo, I can hear somebody comin' in Open the shelf, his eyes bubblin' He said it was on, I felt his palm troubled him Shakin', somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin' He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin' My creation was for Blacks to kill Blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off, makin' niggas memories But this time, it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cat Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?" He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waitin' in Hell for him He squeezed harder, I didn't budge Sick of the blood, sick of the thugs Sick of wrath of the next man's grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase My owner fell to the floor, his wig split so fast I didn't know he was hit, it's over with Heard mad niggas screamin', niggas runnin', cops is comin' Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody else grab me Damn
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