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Damn, I hate it when it
Ever since I came in the
Some on the fame
A lot of done changed
And started strange
labels turning they backs
And backing lames
Radio is the same, whole lotta
mutherfuckas defacatin' on the name
Wu-Tang, if is where the hip-hop is
Radio lyin' then, that ain't where hip-hop
It lives in the streets, we eat to they livin' to eat
I'm fed up, that nigga rides in 'em, 'em sleep
R.I.P., make me the of all I see
And when death call I'm I got call ID
See it was planned in the front, now they just gon'
Like my joints is on proactive, and they don't bump
Then niggas gon' say I my skill
in fact they all been programmed
And lost feel, fo' real

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

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

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

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

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