Cam Capollo - Loud and the Power lyrics

[Hook: SamP] A legendary feel and it's real, We want the Money & the Power, IT'S OURS! (Repeat) [Verse 1: $MARCx] I used to play that Mario Bros. when I was like 3 feet Even then I had my Mind on my green so I picked Luigi! f** keeping it PG! I'm raping beats like it's a hate crime When the police bring them canines, they'll smell dope and I face time I facetime my fans on the outside, let em know I'm maintaining Lot of dudes get locked up and start g**ning FALSE CLAIMING! Never the n***a to leave my dogs hanging None of us sh** without the team, one of us win: WE ALL MAKE IT! 19 with a pipe dream to buy stocks and nice things I'm a cyclops: Contact-high, when I (eye) drop you need Visine! Moses split the Red Sea, Zak-Mozis split the blunt and Buddah blessed me RIP the track, and Rest In Peace. We call this here FNBe [Hook] [Verse 2: DonBee] It's the man with the plan for every situat--EXAMMIN ON EM! Slammin on em! Birds and DonBees got Weezy cannons on em! Blunts of white ghost, like a phantom, what's the antidote? The anecdote: you hating. What you smoking boy? We hella dope Laced with hella smoke, chrome 40 split your cantelope DonBee4Prez and my raps is like the casting vote This my speech: AND I QUOTE, "Yeah man you are the GOAT I'm lying (lion) boy you antelope, that's why I'm aiming at your throat!" UNQUOTE! Me step down? Boy I'm not the pope You touch lil boys, just be the pope cuz against me boy you have no hope Put you in a wider scope, you artichoke, you stand behind your people folk When you really p**y boy your heart'll choke. LOUD! [Hook] [Verse 3: Zak-Mozis] High off living, inhaling word to reefer We get to Heaven, blessing it with Mary if you see her Money make hoes want to stay close, evil sh** they do But the only b**h that I'm close to is Sativa Got that ho if you need her, hate when they judge because I sell Don't know the struggle, word to K.R.I.T cuz they wasn't raised where I live Never will I die broke, so when I'm gone throw in them bills Chasing a rap dream, but until then getting rich off my clientele That Scarface sh**: The World is Yours, but ain't sh** given You stunting n***as, that ain't your dough now is it? Adjust em to this FNBe sh**, closed-minded little children Teach these dead a** n***as how to make a living! [Hook] [Verse 4: Cam Capollo] I say I'm in the crib sparking, black kid: a target Thinking about a plan to make more because I'm starving Police dogs barking, racing just to march in Divided line...quiet down it's in the music Wanna get a deal, and I'm sick & tired I feel Like I'm ill, like that cat from the Ville Creep like a k**er, dressed in all black I attack like Mac-10's, I sin, and you sin, then we sin Devour that sour! High for about an hour f** fame n***a, WANT THE MONEY AND THE POWER! Orig-i-nal, head-chief n***a like a Sem-i-nole We the Starting 5 on the court b**h we winning now [Hook] [Verse 5: SamP] Tune in, tune in I'm here! No need to worry I appear It's that n***a banging, slanging, exchanging, criminal-minded sane one People'll claim ya when........ ....like nothing's painted I'm saying man, I got too many holes in the road We gotta let these hoes know the ropes, a legendary quote But to most it's just some other words that I wrote Console a heathen, but let an angel die from broke I stroke my b**h's hair back like gel wax Feeling that I sell JACK for my raps People be acting like they only thing happening, they silly rappers k**ing rap with ignorant habits, f** it I'm blasting at any of you n***as thinking backwards Capping with all my words, murder casualties and all verbs, n***a word! And when you find me I'm puffing some bomb herb I'm eagle raw, and y'all n***as small birds. YO