Get it

Uh

Power(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(What you want is)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(What you want is)

These kids don′t play my shit, I never had a top ten (ooh)

Maybe it's ′cause I sing about

Violence and depression (what you want is)

They say, "Don't blame these kids, just focus on yourself, Ren"

Well, if they don't like what I′m doing now, then fuck them

Don′t trip, I up the ante

Learning licks like John Frusciante

Smoking spliffs and popping candy

Idolising Sid and Nancy

Wooh, rock and roll in my soul

Bumping Nat King Cole, on the dole

Fish and chips and games consoles

Council housed and violent flow (power)

But life weren't sweet at home

Mum and dad took a trip and they split, shalom

What will be, will be

But me? I hate to see my mum alone (power)

Late night crying

Get so high to try to silence sounds of fighting

Through the walls, I heard love dying

So I focused on my

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh) that′s what it was

I focused on my (what you want is)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh) now let's go back

Let′s go back

These kids don't play my shit, I never had a gold plaque (ooh)

My style is old-school

But I swear this ain′t a throwback (what you want is)

I put my visions into rhythms on a dope track (ooh)

To understand the place I'm coming from, let's go back

When I was 16, I was a sick teen

I was a victim of my head

I was just 16, up in the kitchen

Racking up lines ′till my nose bled

16 with an affliction, in an addiction with my dread (power)

I was just 16, I was quite sick then

I was a prick then, I was a pleb, but

Fuck it, we′re all misguided individuals, life can

Suck it, my cup ain't half full, man, I′m filling up the whole

Bucket

I'll drink my tears so I can drown my sorrows

Sing like I might die tomorrow

Live brother, brother, brother, brother, brother, brother, brother

Note for note, I go for broke on every single song I wrote

And every single song I write brings freedom to my weary mind

A healing that you′ll only find inside an intricate design

Of kicks and snares and fat bass lines

I flip the script until I find my

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh) it is what it is

I focus on my (what you want is)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Power, ooh-ooh-ooh) now run the track

Run the track (what you want is)

Get it

(What you want is)

(Power)

(Ooh-ooh, power)

(What you want is)

(Power)

(Ooh-ooh, power)

(What you want is)

(Power, ooh)

Get it (power)

Uh (what you want is) power

(Power, ooh) get it

(Power)

(What you want is)