Final Hour Lyrics

I treat this like my thesis Well written topic Broken down into pieces I introduce, then produce Words so profuse It's abuse how I juice up this beat Like I'm deuce Two people both equal
Like I'm Gemini Rather Simeon If I Jimmy on this lock I could pop it You can't stop it Drop it Your whole crew's microscopic Like particles while I make international articles And on the cover
Don't discuss the baby mother business I've been in this third LP, you can't tell me, I witness First handed, I'm candid You can't stand it Respect demanded And get flown around the planet Rock hard like granite or steel People feel Lauryn Hill from New York to Israel And this is real So I keep makin' the street's ballads While you lookin' for dressin' to go with your tossed salad
You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour
I'm about to change the focus From the richest to the brokest I wrote this opus To reverse the hypnosis Whoever's closest To the line, gonna win it You gonna fall, tryin' to ball While my team win the pennant
I'm about to begin it For a minute Then run for Senate Make a slum Lord be the tenant Give his money to kids to spend it And then amend it Every law that ever prevented Our survival since our arrival
Documented in the Bible Like Moses and Aaron Things gonna change, it's apparent And all the transparent gonna Be seen through Let God redeem you Keep your din true You can get the green too
Watch out who you cling to Observe how a Queen do And now I remain calm Readin' the seventy third psalm 'Cause with all this going on I got the world in my palm
Now you could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour
Now I'll be breakin' bread sippin' Manichevitz wine Pay no mind party like it's nineteen ninety nine But when it comes down to ground beef like Palestine Say your rhymes, let's see if that get you out your bend Now I'm a get the mozzarella like a rocker feller Still be in the church of Lalibela Singing hymns like a cappella Whether posed in Maribelle in couture
Or collectin' residuals from off the score I'm makin' sure I'm with the hundred and forty four I've been here before this ain't a battle, this is war Word to Boonie I makes a lot like a Sunni Get diplomatic immunity in every ghetto community Had opportunity went from
Hood shock to hood-chic But it ain't what you cop It's about what you keep And even if there are leaks You can't capsize this ship 'Cause I baptize my lips every time I take a sip
You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour
You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour You could get the money You could get the power But keep your eyes on the final hour
You could get the money You could get the money You could get the money Final hour Keep your eyes Keep your eyes Keep your eyes on the final hour Now, you can get the money Okay, you can get the power But just keep your eyes on the final hour Final hour Final hour Final hour ...