POWER! Video (MV)

Is money, your god
It's power
Something a lot more useful than god
And rock, if you think about it
Other than this, what do we really value in life
I heard these bitches talking bad on my name
I pull the chopper let it spray back
Itching to break shit
You bitches wanna test that, shots finna rain
I see your face poke out the trenches
Shells for your breakfast
Don't test it
F*ck
Airing out you bitches on some bad shit
Chopper knock a foot off
Now your dumbass under average
F*ck
I put his teeth on the cement
Under pressure I'm ascending
Blow past lames like Superman
I keep a weapon like Tenten
It bustin at your friend
I got a bustdown like Ben Ten
I punch in I'm like Ken
The way I'm bestin these next gens
And f*cking with the best
I never watch where I'm steppin
I think I know who's next
That's cuz it's me, bitch
My Glock never need a reload
Drum mag with a beam 'quipped
Cronus how these rappers deepthroat
I'ma make em eat kids
You undecided
I chose violence, bitch
You'll never sit beside us
We outside and we keep irons bitch
I'm stomping on his head
I make it flat like it's a tire bitch
I won't stop till I'm dead
I'm always up just like I'm wired bitch
And I'm gon keep it moving, I've been on a roll
And my schedule's f*cked Addy's taking it's toll
All these scripts keep me up like they strokin my pole
Always fiending for more
All my dreams bout my goals
And they keeping me up think I sold off my soul
Workin hard till I die and my flesh freezing cold
I've seen death with these eyes feel the feeling to fold
But it's still not my time so I'm taking control
I'm gon punch em with holes
So they won't slow my roll
I roll off in they Wraith
Like I've stolen their soul
I got infinite rage
Punch a bitch in their face
Dump a clip every day
Take 2 fifths of their whole
Cuz like f*ck they gon say
When I come with that dick
Blow a load on their face
Way I shoot from the hip
Keep a Glock on my waist
And AP in the clip
So it's best not to trip
I'm a pro with this stick
Little bitch
And I got the power to devour these cowards
When two shots hit their ribs make em fall like the towers
I'm Bowser
The way I spit flame with no flowers
They sour
The way that I'm fresh and I'm louder aye
Chowder aye
Your ass look like Chowder aye
Stole your bitch she on my dick
I think you need a shower
I heard these bitches talking bad on my name
I pull the chopper let it spray back
Itching to break shit
You bitches wanna test that, shots finna rain
I see your face poke out the trenches
Shells for your breakfast
Don't test it
F*ck
Airing out you bitches on some bad shit
Chopper knock a foot off
Now your dumbass under average
F*ck
I put his teeth on the cement
Under pressure I'm ascending
Blow past lames like Superman