Power

War-Stricken Soul: Unveiling the Desperate Pursuit of Power in Shah Shakur's 'Power'
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Lyrics

Product of a war, seeing stars when he sleep

Reflecting the impact of war, experiencing trauma and visions during sleep.

Still dying for the love of the power in the streets

Continuing to face danger and death in pursuit of power within the streets.

Power after power, power moves what we seek

Emphasizing the relentless quest for power and the strategic moves made to attain it.

Product of my desire, so it's hell where I be

Being a result of personal desires, leading to a difficult and hellish existence.


Product of my mind, yet my thoughts don't sleep

Derived from the mind, but thoughts persist even during rest.

Now I got demons, rocking to the sound of the beats

Confronting inner demons influenced by the rhythm of the beats.

Shadows fall, heaven is a place I can call home

Finding solace in the idea of heaven as a home while shadows fall.

Slave to desire, so I'm trapped in my own soul

Becoming enslaved by desires, feeling trapped within one's own soul.


How can I give reason? Broken by the season

Expressing difficulty in providing justification, broken by life's seasons.

Had to break a bitch down, broken hearts be the reason

Breaking down emotionally due to heartbreak, a recurring theme.

Wonder will I make it out the hood, seeing misery

Pondering the possibility of escaping a life marked by misery in the hood.

Homie died yesterday, cried til I went to sleep

Mourning the loss of a friend, shedding tears until sleep takes over.


I can't even fake it, bullets left em shakin

Unable to fake emotions, witnessing the impact of violence.

Now another nigga dead with his ass on the pavement

Another individual succumbing to violence, lying dead on the pavement.

Walking down a long road, lost in a shadow

Navigating a challenging and uncertain path, lost in shadows.

How he wanna be a king, but ain't ready for the battle

Desiring kingship but unprepared for the struggles and battles it entails.


People really asking about God, they ain't hearing me

Observing a lack of understanding about God, feeling unheard.

Locked out of heaven, so my soul be in misery

Feeling spiritually locked out of heaven, experiencing inner misery.

Really gonna listen to oppression, so I'm stressing

Listening to oppression, causing stress and mental turmoil.

Mind games, got a nigga locked out of heaven

Mind games leading to a sense of being excluded from heaven.


Mind games, got a nigga rocking with a weapon

Engaging in mental struggles, resorting to weapons for protection.

He ain't wanna buy a 9, so he rock a Smith AND Wesson

Choosing weaponry for defense, referencing a specific firearm.

Stepping on the glasses and the asses of benevolence is evident

Stepping on benevolence, indicating a harsh and unforgiving reality.

I gotta keep a weapon, cause I'm heaven sent

Keeping a weapon as a necessity, believing to be heaven-sent.


Thinking about pain, reminiscing, get the best of me

Reflecting on past pain, with memories getting the best of the speaker.

They stressing me, wonder will I make it past 17

Feeling the pressure and stress, questioning survival beyond the age of 17.

People really asking about God, they ain't hearing me

Reiterating the theme of misunderstanding God, a persistent struggle.

Locked out of heaven, so my soul be in misery

Continuing to feel spiritually locked out, leading to inner misery.


Walking through the shadows, hearing demons in my thoughts

Navigating darkness, hearing inner demons during moments of contemplation.

Cold case, no face, caught his ass on a walk

Referring to an unsolved crime, emphasizing the faceless nature of the victim.

I'm thinking of a plan, but my thoughts get the best of me

Struggling with thoughts, contemplating a plan while being overwhelmed.

The recipe, walking on his grave, be my destiny

Viewing the act of walking on a grave as an inevitable destiny.


Product of a war, seeing stars when he sleep

Repeating the theme of being a product of war, with celestial visions during sleep.

Still dying for the love of the power in the streets

Persisting in the pursuit of power, despite the risks and challenges.

Power after power, power moves what we seek

Highlighting the continuous quest for power and the strategic moves involved.

Product of my desire, so it's hell where I be

Being a result of personal desires, leading to an existence akin to hell.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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