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Damn, I it when it rain
Ever I came in the game
Some hated on the
A lot of niggas done
And started actin'
Even labels turning backs
And started lames
is the same, whole lotta speculatin'
These mutherfuckas on the name
Wu-Tang, if is where the hip-hop is
Radio lyin' then, that ain't hip-hop live
It lives in the streets, we eat to live livin' to eat
I'm fed up, that rides in 'em, givin 'em sleep
R.I.P., me the king of all I see
And when death call I'm I got call ID
See it was planned in the front, now they gon' front
Like my joints is on proactive, and they just don't
Then gon' say I lost my skill
When in fact they all programmed
And lost they feel, fo'

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

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

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

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

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