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The Powers That B Lyrics - The Powers That B - Death Grips

i can't know what I'm bout to do 

i'm what the fuck happens 

I've got the powers that b 

running through me 

my favorite color is oh my god bitch 

i'm wearing black gloves through your mall I'm rich 

you wanna check my pockets but 

i'm what the fuck happens when shit happens 

when a fuck gives under no circumstances 

off your clock shit memory persist a clock shit 

lick lick a shot shits crackin 

i'm when shit happens cause i'm not actin 

like it like it or not i'm on that shit you're not 

i'm this ceremony i gouge you till you're free 

as my testimony to the powers that b 

i can't know what I'm bout to do 

when i can't know what I'm bout to do 

I'm what the fuck happened 

and i can't know what I'm bout to do 

until its too late for you 

to steal my name bow down on cue 

I've got the powers that b 

running through me 

my favorite color is oh my god bitch 

i'm wearing black gloves through your mall I'm rich 

you wanna check my pockets but 

the powers that b are running through me 

my favorite color is oh my god bitch 

i'm wearing black gloves through your mall i'm rich 

you wanna check my pockets but the 

 

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i got on my shit kickers 

smoke coming out my fingers again 

can't fuck with the physical world 

cause i comply with the powers that b 

i'm never over right now 

my stretchers rollin I'm in the white house 

the black light house i'm above this life now 

i'm beneath me 

raised on short notice by the powers that b 

hook me catch me squeal me in 

gut me hack me crop your grin 

pack me sell me claim we're friends 

see me on the street drop your grin 

squint your beady eyes and flinch 

like a sniveling shiesty snitch 

don't fret i know you're just a bitch 

i get paid by the universe 

morbidly blasé when i'm not on display 

turn up my mic your hair turn white 

i get paid by the universe 

i'm on salary 

you get no fucks from me 

i run the company 

on the powers that b 

i get paid by the universe 

I've got the powers that b 

running through me 

my favorite color is oh my god bitch 

i'm wearing black gloves through your mall I'm rich 

you wanna check my pockets but 

the powers that b are running through me 

my favorite color is oh my god bitch 

i'm wearing black gloves through your mall i'm rich 

you wanna check my pockets but the 

no i ain't shit and i like that 

you want a statement i'm like why's that 

you're parasites showing thats not my bad 

you're bads pathetic your bads your price tag 

your bads embedded in your lives a white flag 

a sterilized white flag born bred and buried in it 

wears you like a cherry finish keeps you valuable and shiny 

you're a shiny clown to me and the powers that b 

 

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