Say

Em          Dm
  (Yeah yay)   (yeah yeah yay)
C  Dm
      (Yeah)
Em          Dm
  (Yeah yay)   (yeah yeah yay)
C  Dm
      (Yeah)  yeah
Em          Dm
  (Yeah yay) yo   (yeah yeah yay)

C
   Damn, I hate it when it rain
     Dm
Ever since I came in the game, some hated on the fame
  Em
A lot of niggas done changed, and started actin' strange
     Dm
Even labels turning they backs, and started backing lames
C
Radio is the same, whole lotta speculatin'
Dm
  These motherfuckas defacatin' on the name
Em
Wu-Tang, if this is where the hip-hop is
      Dm
Radio lyin' then, that ain't where hip-hop live
                C
It live in the streets, we eat to live, they livin' to eat
         Dm
I'm fed up, that nigga rides in 'em, givin 'em sleep
 Em
R.I.P., make me the king of all I see
         Dm
And when death call I'm good, I got call ID
           C
See it was planned in the front, now they just gon' front
        Dm
Like my joints is on Proactive, and they just don't bump
       Em
(cmon man) Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill,
        Dm
When in fact they all been programmed, And lost they feel, fo' real

C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now)
Em                     Dm
  (They've got so much things to say it)
C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now) yeah
Em                           Dm
   (They've got so much) yo (things to say it)

C
  Damn, another artist chokes again
           Dm
They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the skin
        Em
See how niggas ain't yo friends, when there ain't no ends
           Em
Don't care who the case offend, don't underrate my pen
      C
I got what it takes to win, while ya'll are thinking I'm trash
            Dm
Loving the taste of success and this drink in my glass
          Em
Watch 'em cosign that whack shit, give it a pass
           Dm
 'til it's gone Quicker than Red, can't get rid of them crab
              C
When they're wrong, call the cops, they credibility's shot
               Dm
It's time they learn what hot really is and really is not
    Em
Off brand niggas, Meth gonna let 'em know off top
           Dm
Don't get smacked on DVD's, trying to show off blocks
         C
I can't stop 'cause my enemies plot or 'cause the cops want me
Dm
   Shackled and locked inside the penalty box
               Em
And while they waitin' for my shit to flop
                          Dm
They gettin' pimped like hoes, sellin' they ass just to get my spot, (come on man)

C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now)
Em                     Dm
  (They've got so much things to say it)
C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now) yeah
Em                           Dm
   (They've got so much) yo (things to say it)

         C
Ask Miss Hill, half these critics ain't got half the skill
         Dm
Often so hungry that they have to steal
            Em
If I didn't have my deal, and didn't have this mass appeal
         Dm
Then I'm back up in that trap, swingin' crack it's real
     C
And that ain't worth the time, so search and find
      Dm
a new nerve, and here's three words, stop working mine
          Em
It take a lot more to hurt my pride, jerk my vibe
         Dm
more than media lies, cry when dirt dog die, nigga
C
  The last album wasn't feeling my style
             Dm
This time my foot up in they ass, bet they feelin' me now
         Em
'Cause Tical, he put his heart in every track he do
        Dm
But somehow y'all find some way to give a whack review
         C
It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm Hollywood
           Dm
Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto when they hardly hood
     Em
Come on man, until you dudes can write some rhymes
            Dm
Keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines

C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now)
Em                     Dm
  (They've got so much things to say it)
C                      Dm
  (They've got so much things to say right now) yeah
Em                           Dm
   (They've got so much) yo (things to say it)

C  Dm
      (Yeah)
Em          Dm
  (Yeah yay)   (yeah yeah yay)
C  Dm

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