Lyrics:
If you a black herb smuggler
They will watch you by the hour
It only means that if you have more money
Then you have more power
They will come
dae pwel all me bread lek e don maylayju
D money na by d bly but d rum na by d canoe
Ah dae waka en dae stagger bo na chak man life
Geh d beer en d pega
the projects
If I was made in the ghetto
But all we get is shot and jail, yeah
Hell naw
If I had 24 hours to save this hip-hop and rap game
Man, I'd chase
for some hours
'Bout 14 I start selling nicks
By 15 I got a felony
By 16 I got my driver's license start using J's car to pedal lean
College Park
anybody fucks with my sqady sqad
Ima cut ya balls off
And hand em ta ya partner
Its weezy baby tha man of tha hour
Uptown candidate hollygrove stand up
Ima
my reasons
You can ask Harrison Ford what lies beneath us
[Chorus]
I am what I am when it all comes down
You know it's a warning when you hear
Preach the Gospel if they bless or they curse
By the power vested in me, I will preach
In this hour there's a desperate need
By the power vested in me
After Hours it was cool
Ten after one I think I'll hop the horse
Downtown late of three of course
Just came from fishing couldn't get a catch
You don't know who you f***ing with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
Aye, hours after hours
But I still wait on you
Aye, I still wait on you
Hours after hours
I still wait on you
Aye, I still wait on you
Every night I
Staxx
Yeah
Yeah
Bad Lil mama get her fresh out the shower
We gon' get it on for the next few hours
Soul too potent and it ain't like this sour
She
barking*
"Just let me draw a bead on his black ass and he's dead"
*dogs barking*
They arrest us by the hour
Cause the black man in the ghetto has power
If
di girl and mek dem bawl out fi Jah Jah
(Yo, sim simma) and ah me got di girls dem power
(Sim simma) yeah, we cool and Mya sing by di hour now
I
ok
She said: what do you mean by my gaijin power?
I mean that they've got to conform every hour
But you escape from this mess
You can do as you like
Story told before I retire
Synchronizing like a mighty choir
Providing a golden shower
It's my golden hour
Like the colonizers I devour
Give it all
but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Trailers for sale or rent,
Sinnerman
Oh you think you're bad now
Why you tryna be the man of the hour
Take two of these and it will last you forever
Sinnerman
Oh you
by my power
Blessings coming by the hour
Hot sauce Baba na hin get the fire
Say if them man try say the man go bow down
No be by my power
a telegram right to my baby
(Western Union man, send a telegram) tell her that I'm all alone
(Send a telegram to my baby) tell her that I'm waiting by
Get by, don't know Imma get by
Man, I could go for hours, yeah, yeah
And all of those truths, I know you wish you could get 'em back
Know they wanna see
di girl and mek dem bawl out fi Jah Jah
(Yo, sim simma) And ah me got di girls dem power
(Sim simma) Yeah, we cool and Mya sing by di hour now
I
but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Trailers for sale or rent,
There was a man on the road bout an hour ago
and he was looking for a ride to New Mexico
Well we was driving by
Way too fast to know
Well
to waste
One hour day-by-day you'll make your way
Not late for soiree
You-you can love
You-you'll endure
Cu-cupid comes
When you are born
You've had a lot
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