[Part I]

[Intro: Jay-Z]

Is this thing on?

Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye

Power to the people

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

We livin' in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit

The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private

New watches (You know what time it is), watch us (You see us)

They can't stop us, the prophets, biatches

[Chorus: Kanye West, Jay-Z & Kobe Bryant]

No one man should have all that power (Yeah)

The clock's tickin', I just count the hours (Yeah)

Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power

No one man should have all that power

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

Uh, rumble, young man, rumble (Rumble)

Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon' stumble (Stumble)

You gotta go through pain in order to become you

But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you (One you)

Man, you got the power to do anything you want to

Until you ask yourself, "Is this what this all comes to?" (Comes to)

Looking at life through sunglasses and a sunroof

But do you have the power to get out from up under you? (Under you)

Fuck all these labels, fuck what everybody wants from you

They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle (Jungle, jungle)

To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer shit

In search of the truth, even if it goes through Taylor Swift, tell her this

[Chorus: Kanye West, John Legend & Kobe Bryant]

No one man should have all that power

Eh-eeh-eh-eeh-eh-eeh

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

No one man should have all that power

[Bridge: Kanye West]

Now, when I walk in, everybody do the "Power" clap

Clap, clap, clap

Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap

Clap, clap, clap

I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap

Clap, clap, clap

My socket was out the plug, now, it’s time to get the power back

Clap, clap

[Verse 3: Kanye West]

I seen people abuse power, use power, misuse and then lose power

Power to the people at last, it's a new hour

Now, we all ain't gon' be American Idols

But you could 'least grab a camera, shoot a viral

Huh? Take the power in your own hands

I'm a grown man, doing my grown dance

I don't stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch

I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit

[Chorus: Kanye West & John Legend]

No one man should have all that power (Power)

The clock's tickin', I just count the hours

Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power (Power)

'Til then, fuck that, the world's ours (Eh-eeh-eh)

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

Oh-oh, (And they say) eh-eh-eh (And they say)

Eh-eh, eh-eh (The power, the power), eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh

[Verse 4: Kanye West]

Now, everything I'm rhyming on cause a Ramadan

Been a don, praying for the families lost in the storm

Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran

So the next couple bars, I'mma drop 'em in Islam

They say "As-salamu alaykum", say "Wa alaikum as-salaam"

That's no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your mom

Now, the question is how we gon' stop the next Vietnam

Keep Flex out of Korea, 'cause you know he drop bombs

[Part II]

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]

Showtime

Ayo, Yeezy, man, stop playing with these people, man

They want see you act all crazy in this motherfucker, man

Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man

You know what I'm talking about? (I got the power)

[Verse: Kanye West & Swizz Beatz]

What do it mean to be the boss? (Oh)

It mean second place is the first one who lost (Oh)

The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross (Oh)

Truth or fiction? It's a hell of a cost

Do the dishes (Bounce), I'm about to hit that Jeff Gordon (Aye)

Michael Jordan the only one more important (Aye)

But I be feeling like Jordan when I'm recording (C-c-c)

'Cause every time I record, I dunk and slap the boards

I don't know what these rappers gonna do afterwards (Oh)

Prol'ly spaz like I might do at the awards (Right)

Huh, I got the whole crowd going crazy (Aye)

Homie, I should be rewarded (Woo)

Gettin' money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh? (Woo)

Eating Wheaties, drinkin' Fiji, being greedy, huh (C-c-c)

Don't even think you can allude to the rumors (C'mon)

I'm immune to the boos, I'mma prove to you losers (Huh?)

It's all in timing, nigga (Get 'em)

See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga (Get 'em)

Now, Jay my big brother and Bey my lil' sister (Get 'em)

And excuse me, but you can't see my lil' sister (Hands in the air)

Number one sound across the board, hey, hey (Oh)

Number one now and forevermore, hey, hey (Oh)

Number one rule is, "Niggas, don't hate, hate"

Maybe I'll drop the album, nah, y’all gotta wait (Oh)

And on the net, they showing pictures of my Cali place

My Maybach in NY, but it still got the Cali plates

All my old girls know that I'm the one that got away (Woo)

I think about 'em Christmas and play some Donny Hathaway (Aye)

And keep my bulletproof-hater coat on (Chill, Ye, Ye, chill, chill, chill, chill)

Looking at some photos that I'm looking crazy dope on (Yah)

Hand up, talking shit, yeah, I get my Pope on (Yah)

And go home with something to poke on (Woo)

That's what Dre said, but this what Ye said (Right)

How Ye doing? (Huh?) Who Ye screwin'? (Huh?)

That's for my dick to know, before you get to know him

She ain't give you ass, that pussy fictional

I gotta give her the eviction no—

'tice, "Get yo' ass out, bitch, vamonos" (Oh)

Five seconds to the song end, we gettin' close (Hah?)

I got the power, motherfucker, if you didn’t know

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]

Chill, chill, chill, man

Chill, Ye, chill, chill, chill

Shit's burned up already

It's over