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[Lauryn - Rapping - Verse One]
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I treat this like my thesis
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Well-written topic, broken down into pieces
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I introduce then produce
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Words so profuse it's abuse how I juice up this beat
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Like I'm deuce, two people both equal
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Like I'm Gemini, rather Simeon
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If I Jimmy on this lock I could pop it
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You can't stop it, drop it
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Your whole crew's microscopic
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Like particles while I make international articles
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And on the cover
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Don't discuss the baby mother business
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I been in this third LP you can't tell me, I witness
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First handed I'm candid
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You can't stand it, respect demanded
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And get flown around the planet
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Rock Hard like granite or steel
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People feel Lauryn Hill from New-Ark to Israel
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And this is real, so I keep makin' the street's ballads
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While you lookin' for dressin' to go with your tossed salad
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[Chorus - 2x]
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You can get the money!
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You can get the power!
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But keep your eyes on the Final Hour!
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[Verse Two]
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I'm about to change the focus from the richest to the brokest
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I wrote this opus, to reverse the hypnosis
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Whoever's closest to the line's gonna win it
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You gonna fall trying to ball
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While my team win the pennant
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I'm about to begin it
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For a minute, then run for senate
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Make a slum lord be the tenant give his money to kids to spend it
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And then amend it, every law that ever prevented
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Our survival since our arrival
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Documented in The Bible, like Moses and Aaron
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Things gon' change, it's apparent
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And all the transparent gonna
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Be seen through, let God redeem you
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Keep your deen true
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You can get the green too
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Watch out what you cling to
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Observe how a queen do
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And I remain calm reading the 73 Psalm
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'Cause with all this going on I got the world in my palm
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[Chorus - 2x]
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You can get the money!
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You can get the power!
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But keep your eyes on the Final Hour!
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[Verse Three]
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Now I be breaking bread sipping
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Manichevitz wine
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Pay no mind party like it's 1999
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But when it comes down to ground beef like Palestine
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Say your rhymes, let's see if that get you out your bind
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Now I'm a get the mozzarella like a Rockerfeller
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Still be in the church of Lalibela, singing hymns a cappella
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Whether posed in Maribella in Couture
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Or collecting residuals from off The Score
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I'm making sure I'm with the 144
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I've been here before this ain't a battle, this is war
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Word to Boonie
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I makes a lot like a Sunni
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Get diplomatic immunity in every ghetto community
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Had opportunity went from Hoodshock to Hood-chic
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But it ain't what you cop, it's about what you keep
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And even if there are leaks, you can't capsize this ship
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Cause I baptize my lips every time I take a sip (Every time i take sips!)
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[Chorus - 4x]
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Final Hour
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Lauryn Hill |