Man Of The Hour Lyrics - New Gen

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 think you're bad now 

Why you tryna be the man of the hour 

Take two of these and it will last you forever 

Young Rolling Stone 

Woke up late, against this world I hold my own 

15 texts on my phone but hi ho, it's on the roads I go 

Did not get no student loan 

Woulda spent that on booze and clothes 

Pops didn't wanna see me move on road 

Moved them bricks and he moved us home 

Welcome to London 

You get caught by the Feds you'll get thrown in the queens dungeon 

Mums been wondering where's her son been 

I'm a real top boy mumsy I run tings 

I'm a top boy like Dushane & Sully 

Grandads from Kingston see it's gully 

Blocks ain't sunny 

In London all everybody cares about is just money 

New Gen with my underdogs I'm rolling with my stray hounds 

Run the streets don't come round here the block is still my playground 

Keep it square with all them fakes you know they never stay round 

Badman move in silence blud but my ting yeah that stays loud 

Is society giving me a chance 

Listen if they said I can't 

Would they listen if I told them through rhythm that I got Britain in my palms 

Put in prison or now live as a villain killing off before your chance 

Don't judge my bad decisions man 

Baby I'm a sinner man 

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 think you're bad now 

Why you tryna be the man of the hour 

Take two of these and it will last you forever 

It's quite concerning how 

London Bridge ain't burning down 

See all my people screaming but they turn out music down 

All they talk about is who they've murdered now 

I would pray for my sins but there ain't no church in town 

Read my prophecy 

Ahh the young Socrates 

See my block in flames 

I guess I'm hot property 

Your estate is mine now 

That's the hood monopoly 

Oi rudeboy come over here fam empty your pockets show me what you got for me 

I know the ends are 

So cold oh I 

I don't 

Know who my friends are I'm alone 

That's another son gone missing 

Ain't no love in Britain 

Word to Charlie & Dotty 

'Cause everyday that's London living 

Don't wanna catch man slipping 

Don't wanna fuck with the villain 

I pray that I'm forgiven man 

But maybe I'm a sinnerman 

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 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 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 think you're bad now 

Why you tryna be the man of the hour 

Take two of these and it will last you forever