[uncredited word poet forms the song's intro] was a curious secretive streak in the man, which led to many dramatic effects - but even his closest friends as to what his exact plans might be. He pushed to an extreme, the axiom that the safe plotter
was he who plotted alone.I was nearer him anyone else, and yet I conscious of the gap between.
Say mayne, let me rap to you for a Say.. yeah, yea you - ay mayne, say you!
Say!Say mayne!Say mayne! Say mayne let me rap to you for a Yeah I gotta at you, yeah Say
The QUESTION is how a man like me Actually, a man that's
Of and the ability to reach, the masses Never not, know what to say I know how brainwaves Consistantly and our ideas, our existance See if you can see if you can see if my Against oppressor, a passive aggressor professor, with every chance I get To, lure some sleepin out the pit
One, foot in the grave the other, in some shit Yo time waits for no man, not you Get yo' murk, this'll be yo' very first clue WORDS, fail and take over you will see that them are no more you can take away freedom I WAS, in between my freedom and a slug When they, pull the I'ma walk through the light that's of me been, ANYONE instead of me so live and let it be Spoken like they it to me Yo, say what's on yo' mind nigga, let the see
SOME on the podium, hit you with the sodium Go up in equipped petroleum But I'm a Blowedian+
More complex than your Okay, Double-A, never runnin out of to
SAY, whatchu SAY And watch what SAY, about what you SAY
Just SAY, whatchu SAY And watch what people SAY, about you SAY SAY, whatchu SAY
And what people SAY, about what you SAY Just SAY, whatchu SAY And watch what SAY, about what you SAY
The QUESTION is how a guy like me Actually, a mighty MC the eye of a bee to the same ol' conditionin Position in mid-air, Once upon a time I didn't but Now not that simple Maybe I, refrain
And let the unimaginative, non-creative ones give me brains Give me brains SAY!Maybe I should the talk Run a lap with my while you backslide in the dark My choppers, OH my Get me out of the worst work, blade Save the hoppers,
Disballoon bar not a popper Feel the dreams cropper copper steel wool Still pull Wrestled with these both arms, 'til they all submit Put the mic on B-LAST and let me say some
Never out of things to say.. runnin out of things to say, say, say mayne Say mayne!Y-yeah, ay mayne, SAY! Let me holla
Say mayne, you, say Say Say, say say what?
Say what?Say Say Say when, when