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Damn, I it when it rain
Ever since I came in the
hated on the fame
A lot of niggas done
And started strange
Even labels turning they
And started lames
Radio is the same, whole lotta
These mutherfuckas defacatin' on the
Wu-Tang, if is where the hip-hop is
Radio lyin' then, 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 I'm good I got call ID
See it was planned in the front, now they just front
my joints is on proactive, and they just don't bump
Then niggas say I lost my skill
When in fact they all been
And they feel, fo' real

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

Damn, another chokes again
They ain't cut as as him or even broke the skin
See how niggas ain't yo friends, there ain't no ends
Don't care who the case offend, underrate my pen
I got what it takes to win, while are thinking I'm trash
Loving the of success and this drink in my glass
Watch 'em cosign that shit, give it a pass till it's gone
Quicker Red, can't get rid of them clubs
When they're wrong, call the cops, they 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 smacked on dvds, to show off blocks
I can't stop cause my enemies plot, or the cops want me
Shackled and locked the penalty box
And while waitin' for my shit to flop
They gettin' like hoes
Sellin' ass just to get my spot, come on man

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

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

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