Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lauryn Hill
Lead Vocals
Stuart Zender
Bass
Elisabeth Valletti
Harp
Bud Beadle
Alto Saxophone
Kevin Robinson
Trumpet
Fayyaz Virti
Trombone
Andrew Smith
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lauryn Hill
Songwriter
Chris Martin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lauryn Hill
Producer
Devon Kirkpatrick
Editing Engineer
Neil Tucker
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chip Verspyck
Assistant Recording Engineer
Don Harris
Mixing Engineer
Matt Howe
Recording Engineer
Tony Prendatt
Recording Engineer
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Like fungus among us
[Verse 1]
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 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 Newark 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
[Chorus]
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
Keep your eyes on the final hour
[Verse 2]
About to change the focus from the richest to the brokest
I wrote this opus to reverse the hypnosis
Whoever closest to the line gon' win it
You gon' 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, that's apparent
And all the transparent gon' be seen through
Let God redeem you, keep your deen true
You can get the green, too
Watch out who you cling to
Observe how a queen do
And I remain calm readin' the 73rd Psalm
'Cause with all this goin' on I got the world in my palm
[Chorus]
Now you could get the money
You could get the power
Keep your eyes on the final hour
But you can get the money
You can get the power
But keep your eyes on the final hour
[Verse 3]
Now I be breakin' bread, sippin' Manischewitz wine
Pay no mind, party like it's 1999
But when it comes down, the ground beef like Palestine
Say your rhyme, let's see if that get you out your bind
Now I'ma get the mozzarella like a Rockefeller
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 been here before, this ain't a battle, this is war
Word to Boonie, I make salat 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
[Chorus]
You can get the money
You can get the power
Keep your eyes on the final hour
You can get the money
You can get the power
Keep your eyes on the final hour
You can get the money
You can get the power
But keep your eyes on the final hour
You can get the money
You can get the power
But keep your eyes on the final hour
[Outro]
You can get the money
You can get the money
Get the money
Get the, get the money
You can get the money
You can get the money, you can get the money
The final hour
[Outro]
But keep your eyes, keep your eyes
Keep your eyes on the final hour
Now you can get the money
And you can get the power
But just keep your eyes on the final hour
Final hour
Final hour
Final hour
Final hour
Final hour
Written by: Lauryn Hill, Chris Martin