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Through personification, the speaker of this song takes the point of view of an illegal handgun caught up in the kind of violence that characterized Nas‘ upbringing in Crown Heights, Brooklyn and the Queensbridge Houses of Long Island City, Queens.

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“I Gave You Power Lyrics”

[Intro]
Damn
Look how muh-fuckers use a nigga
Just use me for whatever the fuck they want
I don’t get to say shit
Just grab me, just do what the fuck they want
Sell me, throw me away
Niggas just don’t give a fuck about a nigga like me, right
Like I’m a f-, I’m a gun, shit
It’s like I’m a motherfucking gun
I can’t believe this shit
Word up, word up

[Verse 1]
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab me, bullets spray
They use me wrong, so I sing this song to this day
My body is cold steel, for real
I was made to kill, that’s why they keep me concealed
Under car seats, they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I’m seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, living harshly
Beat up and battered
They pull me out, I watch as niggas scattered
Making me kill, but what I feel, it never mattered
When I’m empty, I’m quiet
Finding myself fiending to be fired
A broken safety, niggas place me in shelves, under beds
So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keeping me full up with hollow heads

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[Chorus]
How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul
I might’ve took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild
How you like me now? I go blaow
It’s that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life, or crippled your style
I gave you power, I made you buck-wild

[Verse 2]
Always I’m in some shit
My abdomen is the clip, the barrel’s my dick
Uncircumcised, pull my skin back and cock me
I bust off when they unlock me
Results of what happens to niggas shock me
I see niggas bleeding, running from me in fear
Stunningly, tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys
For years, I’ve been used in robberies
Giving niggas heart to follow me
Placing peoples in graves, funerals made ’cause I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf wit’ a grenade
Met a wrecked-up TEC with numbers on his chest that say:
Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
Had a serial defaced, hoping one day police would place
Where he came from, a name or some sort of person to claim him
Tired of murdering, made him wanna be a plain gun
But yo, I had some other plans, like the next time the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my owner’s hand

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