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Damn, I hate it when it
since I came in the game
Some hated on the
A lot of done changed
And started strange
Even labels they backs
And backing lames
Radio is the same, whole speculatin'
These mutherfuckas on the name
Wu-Tang, if this is the hip-hop is
Radio lyin' then, that ain't where live
It lives in the streets, we eat to they livin' to eat
I'm fed up, nigga 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 just gon'
Like my joints is on proactive, and they just don't
Then niggas gon' say I lost my
in fact they all been programmed
And lost they feel, fo'

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

Damn, artist 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 who the case offend, don't underrate my pen
I got what it to win, while ya'll are thinking I'm trash
the taste of success and this drink in my glass
Watch 'em cosign whack shit, give it a pass till it's gone
Quicker than Red, get rid of them clubs
When wrong, call the cops, they credibility's shot
It's time to learn, hot really is and really 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 enemies plot, or cause the want me
Shackled and locked inside the box
And they waitin' for my shit to flop
They pimped like hoes
Sellin' they ass to get my spot, come on man

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

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

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