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

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

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

They've got so things to say right now
got so much things to say
They've got so things 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, crack it's real
And that worth the time, so search and find a new nerve
And three words: stop working mine
It take a lot to hurt my pride
Jerk my vibe more than media lies, cry when dog die nigga
The last wasn't feeling my style
time my foot up in they ass but they feelin' me now
Cause Tical, he put his heart in every he do
But somehow y'all someway to give a whack review
It ain't all good, they that I'm Hollywood
Tryin' to tell you my shit ghetto and they hardly hood
on man, until you dudes can write some rhymes
Keep that in mind when you find yourself mines

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