[Part I]

String overture

[Part II]

[Chorus: Nina Simone]
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)

[Verse: Kanye West]
Mmm, ain't this some shit? Pulled up in the A-V-entador
And the doors, raise up like praise the Lord
Did the fashion show, and a tour, this the movie and the score
This a ghetto opera, Francis Foreign Car Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that
Said I be all up in Goldman Sachs, like these n****s tryna hold me back
These n****s tryna hold me back, I'm just tryna protect my stacks
Mitt Romney don't pay no tax, Mitt Romney don't pay no tax
Only n**** in Bevеrly Hills, where the hеll is Axel Foley at?
Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back, Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back

[Chorus: Nina Simone]
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)
Power (Power)