Final Hour Lyrics by Lauryn Hill

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 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-Ark 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
    Now I be breakin' bread sippin Manichevitz wine
    Pay no mind party like it's 1999
    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 Rockerfeller
    Still be in the church of Lalibela
    Singing hymns a cappella
    Whether posed in Maribella in Couture
    Or collectin' residuals from off the Score
    I'm makin' sure
    I'm with the 144
    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
    Hoodshock 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
    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's gonna win it
    You gonna fall tryin to ball
    While my team win the pennant
    I'm about to be in 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 gon change, it's apparent
    And all the transparent gonna
    Be seen through
    Let God redeem you
    Keep your deen true
    Watch out what you cling to
    You can get the green too
    Observe how a queen do
    And I remain calm readin' the 73 Psalm
    Cause wit all this on I got the world in palm
    You could get the money
    You could get the power
    But keep your eyes on the final hour



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