Lauryn Hill: Final hour

I treat this like my thesisWell-written topicBroken down into piecesI introduce them produceWords so profuseIt's abuse how I juice up this beatLike I'm deuceTwo people both equalLike I'm GeminiRather simeonIf I Jimmy on this lock I could pop itYou can't stop itDrop itYour whole crew's microscopicLike particles while I make international articlesAnd on the coverDon't discuss the baby mother businessI been in this third LP you can't tell me, I witnessFirst handed I'm candidYou can't stand itRespect demandedAnd get flown around the planetRock Hard like granite or steelPeople feel Lauryn Hill from New-Ark to IsraelAnd this is realSo I keep makin' the street's balladsWhile you lookin' for dressin' to go with your tossed saladYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hourI'm about to change the focusFrom the richest to the brokestI wrote this opusTo reserve the hypnosisWhoever's closestTo the line's gonna win itYou gonna fall tryin' to ballWhile my tream win the pennantI'm about to be in itFor a minuteThen run for senateMake a slum lord to be the tenatGive his money to kids to spend itAnd then amend itEvery law that ever preventedOur survival since our arrivalDocumented in The BibleLike Moses and AaronThings gon change, it's apparentAnd all the transparent gonnaBe seen throughLet God redeem youKeep your deen trueWatch out what you cling toYou can get the green tooObserve how a queen doAnd I remain calm readin' the 73 Psalm'Cause wit all this on I got the world inYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hourYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hourNow I be breakin' bread sippin'Manichevitz winePay no mint party like it's 1999But when it comes down to ground beef like PalestineSay your rhymes, let's see if that get you out your bendNow I'm a get the mozzarella like a RockerfellerStill be int he chruch of LalibelaWhether posed in Maribella in CoutoreOr collectin' residuals from off 'The Score'I'm makin' sureI'm with the 144I've been here before this ain't a battle this is warWord to BoonieI makes a lot like a SunniHad opportunity went fromHoodshock to Hood-chicBut it ain't what you copIt's about what you keepAnd even if there are leaksYou can't capsize this ship'Cause I baptize my lips every time I take a sipYou could get the moneyYou could get the powerBut keep your eyes on the final hour