IntroA
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
[Hook: 1k Phew]
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Bedtime, I ain't never had a bedtime
C#mG#m
Headline, boy, you lookin' at a headline
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Fed time, watch me kill the scene fed time
C#mG#m
Fed time, we gon' steal the scene fed time
Verse 1: 1k Phew]
C#m
I say, "MC Hammer," out the slammer, I'm set free for real
C#m
Phew Montana riding through Atlanta, Jesus took the wheel
C#m
I can't keep the Truth inside of me, I gotta squeal
C#m
Some folks trust in God just 'cause the world's a dollar bill
C#m
Aw man, He gon' touch back down and seal the deal
C#m
Y'all playin'
Sorry I can't understand a word that y'all sayin'
C#m
Big boss moves, never heard of small plans
G#m
I just want some acres, I come from a small land
C#m
Nah, for real, itty bitty
C#m
Used to be down bad boy, now I'm up like Diddy
C#m
Got a new wave, and we surfin' through the city
AG#m
Christ is walkin' wit' me shining bright, we got it litty
Like, "Sheesh!"
C#m
Out the dog pound, we done made it off the leash
C#m
Makin' sure the people comprehend like, "Capiche!"
C#m
Young Georgia boy comin' straight up out the East
C#m
Grindin' 'cause my fam'ly gotta feast
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[Hook: 1k Phew]
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Bedtime, I ain't never had a bedtime
C#m
Headline, boy, you lookin' at a headline
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Fed time, watch me kill the scene fed time
C#mG#m
Fed time, we gon' steal the scene fed time
Verse 2: Lecrae]
Hold up
C#m
Now tell me, who you foolin'?
Saw you coolin', flexing with the jeweler
C#m
Whatchu doin'? You don't measure up, I met the ruler
C#m
Closet full of J's, boy, you never been a shooter
C#m
And I don't need a chain, just to prove you, boy, I'm movin'
C#m
When you movin' out yo' mama's house, off yo' mama couch?
C#m
If we livin' what we talk about, you don't talk a lot
C#m
Sound booth, rented Lambo, you can say that
G#m
Took my money, built a studio, and took the Range back
C#m
H-Town to Atlanta, country bama, MC Hammer
C#m
Boy, we too legit to quit, I die, I resurrect, mañana
C#m
Put a nail up in your coffin, my hammer awesome
G#m
I ain't worried 'bout no pro'lems, the Lord I'll call on
My God!
C#m
Everybody eatin' if you part of my squad
C#m
And they know I'm workin', boy, I stay on my job
C#m
You know God my standard, He the answer
C#mG#m
I ain't perfect, I'm just purchased, out here workin' with the hammer like
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[Hook: 1k Phew]
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Bedtime, I ain't never had a bedtime
C#m
Headline, boy, you lookin' at a headline
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Hammer time, they can't touch me, hammer time
C#m
Fed time, watch me kill the scene fed time
C#mG#m
Fed time, we gon' steal the scene fed time
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