Lyrics 48 Flaws of Power - Napoleon Da Legend , Akhenaton
Power
runs
like
poison
in
their
veins
It
be
the
closest
ones
to
you
that'll
put
a
knife
through
you
When
your
guard's
down,
comfortable,
they
see
right
through
you
The
long
con
took
years
to
observe
you
to
see
your
flaws
You
made
sacrifices,
secretly
they
wanna
be
the
boss
I
ain't
do
thing
to
floss
or
show
my
house
off
Look
at
me,
I'm
getting
paid,
and
pop
my
mouth
off
After
the
shows
chasing
skirts
nah
that's
not
why
I
work
Thought
it
was
love
at
the
start
But
something
in
your
head
reversed
Arrogant
all
of
the
sudden
walking
round
like
a
mogul
All
too
eager
to
jump
inside
another
star's
photo
Embellishing
stories,
taking
the
credit
away
from
others
Existing
through
the
vague
and
blurry
lines
to
take
cover
Robbing
for
the
green
hiding
behind
Robert
Greene
Life
boiled
down
to
a
series
of
plots
and
schemes
Handshake
spread
like
a
virus
through
infected
hands
For
your
rep
to
expand
you
Stepping
on
the
next
man
yes
man
Power
runs
like
poison
in
their
veins
I
will
run
like
poison
in
your
veins
I
will
be
the
one
to
break
your
chains
If
you
want
me
you
will
need
blood
on
your
hands
Fatal,
forbidden,
the
fruit,
the
flaw
Forget
the
truth,
the
right,
the
wrong
Fatal,
forbidden,
I'll
be
the
law
The
only
one
you'll
ever
know
Fatal
flaw,
power
power
power
Fatal
flaw,
power
power
power
When
I
ring
the
bell
they
come
running
running
Whenever
I
call
they
come
crawling
at
my
feet
Power
power
power
makes
them
Power
power
power
makes
them
He
got
himself
a
little
money
now
his
friends
in
high
places
Played
his
cards
right,
life
in
synchronization
Folks
at
his
beck
and
call,
a
temper
like
wrecking
ball
Things
done
the
first
time,
he
don't
need
a
second
call
Flirting
with
his
secretary
and
the
awkwardness
is
tangible
Can
smell
weakness
in
the
air
cause
a
part
of
us
is
animal
Machiavellian
strategists,
crafted
a
persona
Manipulation
classes
he
graduated
with
honors
Dressed
up
in
illusions,
M.L.K.
said,
that
Power
without
love
is
reckless
and
abusive
Sexually
elusive
how
he
leveraged
his
position
With
compromising
intel,
receipts
with
y'all
slipping
Publicly
admired
with
accolade
showers
While
his
victims
stay
voiceless
left
with
a
taste
sour
A
trail
of
blood
left
behind
on
his
death
bed
The
life
of
a
power
fiend
addicted
like
a
Meth
head
Fatal
flaw,
power
power
power
Fatal
flaw,
power
power
power
Power
runs
like
poison
in
their
veins
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