| 歌曲 | Powers (Album Version) |
| 歌手 | Blackalicious |
| 专辑 | The Craft |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : T. Parker/X. Mosley/V. Segal/H. Salters/T. Underdue/S. Martel | |
| 作曲 : T. Parker/X. Mosley/V. Segal/H. Salters/T. Underdue/S. Martel | |
| [Verse One] | |
| Met her out of town | |
| In a small cafe | |
| She had the motion of the ocean | |
| How her hips did sway | |
| She had everybody lookin'back | |
| And everybody tookin' back | |
| And anything she wanted all the guys | |
| Obeyed | |
| Now she was a site for sore pupils | |
| And she likes to flaunt it cause she knows she got it | |
| And she does the most intoxicating things | |
| To make a man with worries | |
| Feel everything is okay | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| She's got powers | |
| And I think I want to get in her spell | |
| Powers | |
| Every bone inside me of all my cells | |
| [Verse Two] | |
| She holds you down but when you need a push | |
| She keeps it honest | |
| She reflects | |
| Then she'll force you to look | |
| You dig everything about her | |
| From her head down to her follicles | |
| There's a heaven in her smile | |
| She'll steal your heart like a crook | |
| Now she knows | |
| Exactly what you want and when | |
| And she goes | |
| To any measures just to see you get it | |
| And she flows | |
| Like the now | |
| I think that she was Nephertiti in a life | |
| Before this present life was took | |
| She got powers | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [BRIDGE] | |
| P-O-W-E-R-S | |
| Fizz and bubble when I see her yes | |
| Want to see just how deep her abyss gets | |
| Lost in the magic of her secret bliss | |
| She is a bonafide keeper just | |
| Want to travel inside and seek her depths | |
| Mystique so fresh | |
| From the west coast to the east coast | |
| It's a death blow make a Negro get | |
| Spun up in her web she don't need no net | |
| People low and behold | |
| She knows just | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| Fly like an eagle | |
| Feelin' regal, o b-o-y | |
| O she's so fly | |
| Lethal injection | |
| Frozen in my step like deep in breath | |
| Keepin'a brethren like me in a head spin | |
| Doc take a rain check | |
| She is the medicine | |
| [Verse Three] | |
| She got some tricks and she got some treats | |
| She'll shake the ground underneath you | |
| Knock you off your feet | |
| She got everything you dream about | |
| Everything you think about | |
| Hear melodies and sounds of music | |
| When she speaks | |
| She stays persistent with her energy | |
| And she plays | |
| Those games when its time to play 'em | |
| And she ages | |
| Like the finest kind of wine | |
| And just a whiff of her ferment | |
| Will make your knees get weak |
| zuo ci : T. Parker X. Mosley V. Segal H. Salters T. Underdue S. Martel | |
| zuo qu : T. Parker X. Mosley V. Segal H. Salters T. Underdue S. Martel | |
| Verse One | |
| Met her out of town | |
| In a small cafe | |
| She had the motion of the ocean | |
| How her hips did sway | |
| She had everybody lookin' back | |
| And everybody tookin' back | |
| And anything she wanted all the guys | |
| Obeyed | |
| Now she was a site for sore pupils | |
| And she likes to flaunt it cause she knows she got it | |
| And she does the most intoxicating things | |
| To make a man with worries | |
| Feel everything is okay | |
| CHORUS | |
| She' s got powers | |
| And I think I want to get in her spell | |
| Powers | |
| Every bone inside me of all my cells | |
| Verse Two | |
| She holds you down but when you need a push | |
| She keeps it honest | |
| She reflects | |
| Then she' ll force you to look | |
| You dig everything about her | |
| From her head down to her follicles | |
| There' s a heaven in her smile | |
| She' ll steal your heart like a crook | |
| Now she knows | |
| Exactly what you want and when | |
| And she goes | |
| To any measures just to see you get it | |
| And she flows | |
| Like the now | |
| I think that she was Nephertiti in a life | |
| Before this present life was took | |
| She got powers | |
| CHORUS | |
| BRIDGE | |
| POWERS | |
| Fizz and bubble when I see her yes | |
| Want to see just how deep her abyss gets | |
| Lost in the magic of her secret bliss | |
| She is a bonafide keeper just | |
| Want to travel inside and seek her depths | |
| Mystique so fresh | |
| From the west coast to the east coast | |
| It' s a death blow make a Negro get | |
| Spun up in her web she don' t need no net | |
| People low and behold | |
| She knows just | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| Fly like an eagle | |
| Feelin' regal, o boy | |
| O she' s so fly | |
| Lethal injection | |
| Frozen in my step like deep in breath | |
| Keepin' a brethren like me in a head spin | |
| Doc take a rain check | |
| She is the medicine | |
| Verse Three | |
| She got some tricks and she got some treats | |
| She' ll shake the ground underneath you | |
| Knock you off your feet | |
| She got everything you dream about | |
| Everything you think about | |
| Hear melodies and sounds of music | |
| When she speaks | |
| She stays persistent with her energy | |
| And she plays | |
| Those games when its time to play ' em | |
| And she ages | |
| Like the finest kind of wine | |
| And just a whiff of her ferment | |
| Will make your knees get weak |
| zuò cí : T. Parker X. Mosley V. Segal H. Salters T. Underdue S. Martel | |
| zuò qǔ : T. Parker X. Mosley V. Segal H. Salters T. Underdue S. Martel | |
| Verse One | |
| Met her out of town | |
| In a small cafe | |
| She had the motion of the ocean | |
| How her hips did sway | |
| She had everybody lookin' back | |
| And everybody tookin' back | |
| And anything she wanted all the guys | |
| Obeyed | |
| Now she was a site for sore pupils | |
| And she likes to flaunt it cause she knows she got it | |
| And she does the most intoxicating things | |
| To make a man with worries | |
| Feel everything is okay | |
| CHORUS | |
| She' s got powers | |
| And I think I want to get in her spell | |
| Powers | |
| Every bone inside me of all my cells | |
| Verse Two | |
| She holds you down but when you need a push | |
| She keeps it honest | |
| She reflects | |
| Then she' ll force you to look | |
| You dig everything about her | |
| From her head down to her follicles | |
| There' s a heaven in her smile | |
| She' ll steal your heart like a crook | |
| Now she knows | |
| Exactly what you want and when | |
| And she goes | |
| To any measures just to see you get it | |
| And she flows | |
| Like the now | |
| I think that she was Nephertiti in a life | |
| Before this present life was took | |
| She got powers | |
| CHORUS | |
| BRIDGE | |
| POWERS | |
| Fizz and bubble when I see her yes | |
| Want to see just how deep her abyss gets | |
| Lost in the magic of her secret bliss | |
| She is a bonafide keeper just | |
| Want to travel inside and seek her depths | |
| Mystique so fresh | |
| From the west coast to the east coast | |
| It' s a death blow make a Negro get | |
| Spun up in her web she don' t need no net | |
| People low and behold | |
| She knows just | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| What I need make an ego | |
| Fly like an eagle | |
| Feelin' regal, o boy | |
| O she' s so fly | |
| Lethal injection | |
| Frozen in my step like deep in breath | |
| Keepin' a brethren like me in a head spin | |
| Doc take a rain check | |
| She is the medicine | |
| Verse Three | |
| She got some tricks and she got some treats | |
| She' ll shake the ground underneath you | |
| Knock you off your feet | |
| She got everything you dream about | |
| Everything you think about | |
| Hear melodies and sounds of music | |
| When she speaks | |
| She stays persistent with her energy | |
| And she plays | |
| Those games when its time to play ' em | |
| And she ages | |
| Like the finest kind of wine | |
| And just a whiff of her ferment | |
| Will make your knees get weak |