Powers That Be Lyrics - Rick Ross

The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there's not! 

There's not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin' Ross, 

Lord as my witness. 

And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin' the truth. 

You don't lie after you say Lord as my witness. 

Did you ever hear OJ say 'Lord as my witness?' 

No, he ain't go that far. 

Said 'I didn't do it' but he ain't never say 'Lord as my witness.'" 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

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Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall 

Corner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful laws 

So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be 

Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak 

Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds 

But what's funny are the ones that we put the guns to 

Fuck 'em all, kill or be killed, it's still a thug rule 

Back of class, high on grass, 'til I said "fuck school!" 

What's meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me 

Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene 

Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel 

Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will 

Had to balance, Double M is the imperial 

Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope 

Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope 

Probably would if you're talking like fifty or more 

Photos 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

So creative, co-creator, family the motivator 

Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant 

Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas 

Father figure not around, that's such a major difference 

I would play with all my homies' gifts 

I understood I didn't wanna trip 

The lack of didn't tap my confidence 

Matter fact that's how I mastered a couple things 

Went from not having to sheer opulence 

Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it 

Whole hood know it, only one that's white on white 

Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night 

Just got some real estate out in Dubai 

Nation of Islam, they say I might have a few ties 

Talking tall brothers with the dark shades 

Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age 

Sitting in the court with a sharp fade 

Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian 

Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed 

Reprimanded by someone who's snorting cocaine 

Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring 

Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing 

Ain't no financial aid out in Notre Dame 

Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

You know how it is 

New levels, new devils 

The cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it's whatever 

Mercedes driver 

85'er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor 

The half moon identifies 

The son of God, son of man 

Son of Sam, young with the blam 

Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck 

A blessing of luck 

I love all, test me, trust not 

Above all but young niggas address me as such 

Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage 

Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion 

Armée var, Son, God combined in one 

Most prolific, you off point 

Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt's gun 

Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule 

Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules 

To money makers and niggas who murk you out 

And beat the death penalty on reversal trial 

Niggas versatile 

Uh, yeah 

Uh, yeah 

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Some things your eyes won't see 

But when it's out of your control 

Then it's the powers that be, be 

He he he he he, la la la la la la 

He he he he he, la la la la la la 

Some things your eyes can't see 

But when it's out of your control 

Then it's the powers that be, be