Powers That Be (feat. Nas)

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
 Uh, yeah
 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
 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
 Uh, yeah
 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