50 Cent

50 Cent - Position Of Power Lyrics lyrics

Intro:

Yeah, I was looking out my window

When I heard this sound

Look up into the sky

Saw the moon turned to blood

Looked at my little brother

Said, you high as hell maaan

Chorus:

Apocalypse..

1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through

Apocalypse..

3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door

Apocalypse..

5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss

We we y’all, yeah, we we y’all

Verse one:

Arrival of the carnival

New beats, I never recycle

While your looking for samples

You might get trampled

Surprise, hey

I’m back with lightning and thunder

I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder

You dumb or some, I went to refugees

Silly felony, when I’m done

Collect royalty from record company’s

Clouds getting darker

Suns getting nearer

I’ll turn a atheist into a God fearing believer

The back of a building

Your body’s found by children

Playin’ hide go seek

All we found was his skeleton

In the back of a car

You spawned with the wrong guard

You know my empire strikes back hard

Listen hard, war

This is the day after action

Projects, cannons

Being launched at the palace

Vision, revelation

Sky know apocalypse

Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss

Chorus:

Apocalypse..

1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through

Apocalypse..

3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door

Apocalypse..

5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss

We we y’all, yeah, we we y’all, yeah, we we y’all

Verse two:

Aiyyo, back on earth

The party is in the tunnel

On the west side of the river

Went mad quiver

Rats get fed to the alligator

Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor

Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima

I’m driving to jersey to escape the terror

I was on the highway pushing a black viper

A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper)

A blue range rover, he says pull over

I didn’t know he was a dt undercover

I screamed out my lungs

This is discrimination!

He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station

Who me? not me! it couldn’t be

I was in the grammys with brandy

Didn’t you see me on tv?

Bullshit, y’all all in the same game

He tried to run me off the road

Like he was rosco, rico or dre

I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show

Cause when it’s time to go

All I gotta press is turbo

Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west

Things got serious, that’s when I bust a left

U-turn, my eyes burned

My concern was a truck coming

Head on collision within a chase position

Close one, I almost went up in a blaze

Running from what appears to be a masquerade

Least that what I thought, it was all in my mind

Reality stuck when I got to the borderline

The headline reads every ghettos sad story

A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity...

(crash)

Chorus repeat (2x)

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