Kanye West featuring Jay-Z and Swizz Beatz – Power (Remix)

After some delay the official remix for Kanye West's "Power" featuring heavyweights Jay-Z and Swizz Beatz has finally arrived. Premiered by Funk Flex at midnight, this version boasts all new lyrics and a neat Snap-sample. Now, without much further ado, do the Power-clap!

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    (Jay-Z)

    Is this thing on?
    Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye
    Power to the people

    We livin’ in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit
    The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
    New watch, know what time it is, watch us (You see us)
    They can’t stop us, prophets, beyotches

    (Kanye West)

    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)

    (Jay)

    Rumble, young man, rumble
    Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon’ 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
    Now you got the power to do anything you want to
    Until you ask yourself, “Is this what it’s all come to?”
    Lookin’ at life through sunglasses and a sunroof
    You have the power to get out from up under you
    Fuck Rollies, labels, fuck what everybody wants from you
    They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the 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

    No one man should have all that power
    (Power-power-power-power-power)
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they

    (Kanye)

    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
    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 can least grab a camera, shoot a viral
    Huh? Take the power in your own hands
    I’m a grown man, doin’ 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

    No one man should have all that power
    The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
    Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
    ‘Til then, fuck that, the world’s ours

    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they

    Now everything I’m rhymin’ on cause a Ramadan
    Been a don, prayin’ 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’ma drop them in Islam
    They say as-salamu alaikum, wa alaikum asalaam
    That’s no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your moms
    Now the question is, how we gon’ stop the next Vietnam?
    Keep Flex out of Korea, ’cause you know he drop bombs

    (Swizz Beatz)

    Showtime!
    Hey, yo, Yeezy, stop playin’ with these people, man
    They wan’ see you act all crazy in this ma’fucka, man
    Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man
    You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?

    (Kanye)

    What do it mean to be the boss?
    It mean second place is the first one who lost
    The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross
    Truth or fiction, it’s a hell of a cost, do the dishes
    I’m ’bout to hit that Jeff Gordon
    Michael Jordan, the only one more important
    But I be feelin’ like Jordan when I’m recordin’
    ‘Cause every time I record, I duck to slap the boards
    I don’t know what these rappers gon’ do afterwards
    Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards
    Huh, I got the whole crowd goin’ crazy
    Homie, I should be rewarded
    Gettin’ money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?
    Eatin’ Wheaties, drinkin’ Fiji, bein’ greedy, huh?
    Don’t even think you can allude to the rumors
    I’m immune to the booze, I’m a prude to you losers
    It’s all in time, my nigga
    See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga
    Now Jay my big brother and Bey my li’l sister
    And excuse me, but, you can’t see my li’l sister
    Number one sound across the board, hey
    Number one now and forevermore, hey
    Number one rule is niggas don’t hate
    Maybe I’ll drop the album, nah, all y’all gotta wait
    And on the ‘Net they showin’ 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
    I think about at Christmas, and play some Donny Hathaway
    And keep my bulletproof hater coat on
    Lookin’ at some photos that I’m lookin’ crazy dope on
    Hand up, talkin’ shit, yeah, I get my Pope on
    And go home wit something to poke on
    That’s what Dre said, but this what ‘Ye said
    How ‘Ye doin’? Who ‘Ye screwin’?
    That’s for my dick to know, before you get to know ‘im
    She ain’t give you ass? That pussy fictional
    I gotta give her the eviction note
    ‘Tis “Get yo’ ass out, bitch, vamonos”
    Five seconds to the song, and we gettin’ close
    I got the power, ma’fucka, if you didn’t know

    (Swizz)

    Chill, chill, chill, chill, man
    Chill, ‘Ye, chill
    Shit’s burnt up already
    It’s over

  • Mr. Hashemi

    (Jay-Z)

    Is this thing on?
    Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye
    Power to the people

    We livin’ in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit
    The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
    New watch, know what time it is, watch us (You see us)
    They can’t stop us, prophets, beyotches

    (Kanye West)

    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)

    (Jay)

    Rumble, young man, rumble
    Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon’ 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
    Now you got the power to do anything you want to
    Until you ask yourself, “Is this what it’s all come to?”
    Lookin’ at life through sunglasses and a sunroof
    You have the power to get out from up under you
    Fuck Rollies, labels, fuck what everybody wants from you
    They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the 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

    No one man should have all that power
    (Power-power-power-power-power)
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they

    (Kanye)

    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
    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 can least grab a camera, shoot a viral
    Huh? Take the power in your own hands
    I’m a grown man, doin’ 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

    No one man should have all that power
    The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
    Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
    ‘Til then, fuck that, the world’s ours

    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they
    And then they

    Now everything I’m rhymin’ on cause a Ramadan
    Been a don, prayin’ 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’ma drop them in Islam
    They say as-salamu alaikum, wa alaikum asalaam
    That’s no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your moms
    Now the question is, how we gon’ stop the next Vietnam?
    Keep Flex out of Korea, ’cause you know he drop bombs

    (Swizz Beatz)

    Showtime!
    Hey, yo, Yeezy, stop playin’ with these people, man
    They wan’ see you act all crazy in this ma’fucka, man
    Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man
    You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?

    (Kanye)

    What do it mean to be the boss?
    It mean second place is the first one who lost
    The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross
    Truth or fiction, it’s a hell of a cost, do the dishes
    I’m ’bout to hit that Jeff Gordon
    Michael Jordan, the only one more important
    But I be feelin’ like Jordan when I’m recordin’
    ‘Cause every time I record, I duck to slap the boards
    I don’t know what these rappers gon’ do afterwards
    Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards
    Huh, I got the whole crowd goin’ crazy
    Homie, I should be rewarded
    Gettin’ money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?
    Eatin’ Wheaties, drinkin’ Fiji, bein’ greedy, huh?
    Don’t even think you can allude to the rumors
    I’m immune to the booze, I’m a prude to you losers
    It’s all in time, my nigga
    See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga
    Now Jay my big brother and Bey my li’l sister
    And excuse me, but, you can’t see my li’l sister
    Number one sound across the board, hey
    Number one now and forevermore, hey
    Number one rule is niggas don’t hate
    Maybe I’ll drop the album, nah, all y’all gotta wait
    And on the ‘Net they showin’ 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
    I think about at Christmas, and play some Donny Hathaway
    And keep my bulletproof hater coat on
    Lookin’ at some photos that I’m lookin’ crazy dope on
    Hand up, talkin’ shit, yeah, I get my Pope on
    And go home wit something to poke on
    That’s what Dre said, but this what ‘Ye said
    How ‘Ye doin’? Who ‘Ye screwin’?
    That’s for my dick to know, before you get to know ‘im
    She ain’t give you ass? That pussy fictional
    I gotta give her the eviction note
    ‘Tis “Get yo’ ass out, bitch, vamonos”
    Five seconds to the song, and we gettin’ close
    I got the power, ma’fucka, if you didn’t know

    (Swizz)

    Chill, chill, chill, chill, man
    Chill, ‘Ye, chill
    Shit’s burnt up already
    It’s over

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    yes.