Thursday, February 4, 2021

Lecrae, 1k Phew-Hammer It Lyrics

 Lecrae, 1k Phew-Hammer It Lyrics

If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot youHammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Bedtime, I ain’t never had a bedtime
Headline, boy, you lookin’ at a headline
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Fed time, watch me kill the scene, fed time
Fed time, we gon’ steal the scene, fed timeI say, “MC Hammer, ” out the slammer, I’m set free for real
Few in my town will run through the line and Jesus took the wheel
I can’t keep the Truth inside of me, I gotta squeal
Some folks trust in God, your cousin wears a dollar bill
Aw man, He gon’ touch back down and seal the deal
Y’all playin’
Sorry I can’t understand a word that y’all sayin’
Big boss moves, never heard of small plans
I just want some acres, I come from a small land
Nah, for real, itty bitty
Used to beat down bad boy, now I’m up like Diddy
Got a new wave, and we surfin’ through the city
Christ is walkin’ wit’ me shining bright, we got it litty
Like, “Sheesh!”
Out the dog pound, we done made it off the leash
Makin’ sure the people comprehend like, “Capiche!”
Young Georgia boy comin’ straight up out the East
Grindin’ ’cause my family gotta feastHammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Bedtime, I ain’t never had a bedtime
Headline, boy, you lookin’ at a headline
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Fed time, watch me kill the scene, fed time
Fed time, we gon’ steal the scene, fed time (hold up)Now tell me, who you foolin’?
Saw you coolin’, flexing with the jeweler
Whatchu doin’? You don’t measure up, I met the ruler
Closet full of J’s, boy, you never been a shooter
And I don’t need a chain, just to prove you, boy, I’m movin’
When you movin’ out yo’ mama’s house, off yo’ mama couch?
If we livin’ what we talk about, you don’t talk a lot
Sound booth, rented Lambo, you can say that
Took my money, built a studio, and took the Range back
H-Town to Atlanta, country ‘bama, MC Hammer
Boy, we too legit to quit, I die, I resurrect, mañana
Put a nail up in your coffin, my hammer awesome
I ain’t worried ’bout no pro’lems, the Lord I’ll call on
My God!
Everybody eatin’ if you part of my squad
And they know I’m workin’, boy, I stay on my job
You know God my standard, He the answer
I ain’t perfect, I’m just purchased, out here workin’ with the hammer likeHammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Bedtime, I ain’t never had a bedtime
Headline, boy, you lookin’ at a headline
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Hammer time, they can’t touch me, hammer time
Fed time, watch me kill the scene, fed time
Fed time, we gon’ steal the scene, fed time

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