Say

Yeah (Yeah)

Yeah yeah (Yo)

Damn I hate it when it rain

Ever since I came in the game

Some hated on the fame

A lot of niggas done changed

And started actin' strange

Even labels turning they backs

And started backing lames

Radio is the same whole lotta speculatin'

These mutherf**kas defacatin' on the name

Wu-Tang if this is where the hip-hop is

Radio lyin' then that ain't where hip-hop live

It lives in the streets we eat to live they livin' to eat

I'm fed up that ni**a rides in 'em givin 'em sleep

R I P make me the king of all I see

And when death call I'm good I got call ID

See it was planned in the front now they just gon' front

Like my joints is on proactive and they just don't bump

Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill

When in fact they all been programmed

And lost they feel fo' real

They've got so much things to say right now

They've got so much things to say

They've got so much things to say right now (Yeah)

They got so much things to say (Yo)

Damn another artist chokes again

They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the skin

See how niggas ain't yo friends when there ain't no ends

Don't care who the case offend don't underrate my pen

I got what it takes to win while ya'll are thinking I'm trash

Loving the taste of success and this drink in my glass

Watch 'em cosign that whack sh*t give it a pass till it's gone

Quicker than Red can't get rid of them clubs

When they're wrong call the cops they credibility's shot

It's time to learn what hot really is and really is not

Off brain niggas Meth gonna let 'em know off top

Don't get smacked on dvds trying to show off blocks

I can't stop cause my enemies plot or cause the cops want me

Shackled and locked inside the penalty box

And while they waitin' for my sh*t to flop

They gettin' pimped like hoes

Sellin' they a** just to get my spot come on man

They've got so much things to say right now

They've got so much things to say

They've got so much things to say right now (Yeah)

They got so much things to say (Yo)

Ask Miss Hill half these critics ain't got half this skill

Often so hungry that they have to steal

If I didn't have my deal and didn't have this mass appeal

Then I'm back up in that trap swingin' crack it's real

And that ain't worth the time so search and find a new nerve

And here's three words: stop working mine

It take a lot more to hurt my pride

Jerk my vibe more than media lies cry when dirt dog die ni**a

The last album wasn't feeling my style

This time my foot up in they a** but they feelin' me now

Cause Tical he put his heart in every track he do

But somehow yall find someway to give a whack review

It ain't all good they writin' that I'm Hollywood

Tryin' to tell you my sh*t ain't ghetto and they hardly hood

Come on man until you dudes can write some rhymes

Keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines

They've got so much things to say right now

They've got so much things to say

They've got so much things to say right now (Yeah)

They got so much things to say (Yo)

Method Man-Say

Album:4:21 The Day After