CHORUS: DO THE IMPOSSIBLE SEE THE INVISIBLE RAW! RAW! FIGHT THE POWER! TOUCH THE UNTOUCHABLE BREAK THE UNBREAKABLE RAW! RAW! FIGHT THE POWER! What
who only eat fish you get the third degree like my society secret n***ers run so much we spend a grip on them sneakers i'd rather stand and fight there
lieutenants and killers all on the squadron With po-po's on payroll, huh, lavish vehicles, they only make life fo'-up Front row seats at the fights,
She said, "Ain't this some congregation? Ain't this some kind of crowd?" Spit in the eye of creation So educated and powers Their plans are outrageous
Back then they were quite convinced, firing and sickering The front row girls were posturing, we were all imagining And man, we had some massive nights Some bashes and some bloody fights
his love for you Under the guise of saving themselves from religious persecution Is one way of recruiting followers into this bigoted institution Convincing Christian soldiers that they are fighting the good fight
Music power Exclusive Yo, my metaphor, my musical madness Move and motivate those with musical talents, uhh Read it in bold print, we holdin' it down
Look the island is in sight, veiled in mist and golden light Row the boat, let's go ashore, row more and more The emerald eye, crystal fire's power takes
punks and skins together here tonight not a wardance not a fight face the music the engine, the deal open up for the power you feel [Chorus:] ooho
mine And maybe someday we will find , that it wasn't really wasted time Mm,hm Oh hoo, ooh, ohh, Ooh,ooh, mm Pretty Maids All In A Row Hi
forgiven Ain't no turning back the hands of time, when past spirits have risen {scratching Black, black, black verbal, power, verbal, power {Miz Marvel Power
sight Racing with the devil in the middle of the row if you're gonna lose the devil's gonna take you down there below The darkness has the power, and
screaming and he failed Reality sentenced him Rage and pain in his heart A crime he did not commit Five years in the death row Nearly at the end
't give no answer When di poor people cry We get ignorant We bingy drum dem go rise Gimme some space So I can burn those guys Well most politicians Fighting
an hero without a thing to prove The ring of a bell, an exorcist in the front row To fight or to kill ain't got no power no more Chains holding on so
the squadron with po-po's on payroll, huh Lavish vehicles, they only make life fo'-up Front row seats at the fights, takin long expensive flights, huh
deadly black of night The end has come And taken it away A fight without a victor Sanity has gone astray Absolute destruction killing you and me Power
the fight theres no high in sight tonight but if your payin the price your checkin it twice can you feel it in the air or just a cold stare? I try and row