[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's was a curious secretive streak in the man, which led to dramatic effects - but left even his friends guessing as to what his exact plans might be. He pushed to an extreme, the axiom the only safe plotter
was he who plotted alone.I was nearer him anyone else, and yet I always 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 I gotta holla at you, yeah Say
The QUESTION is how a man like me Actually, a man that's
Of speech and the to reach, the masses Never not, what to say I know how brainwaves operate Consistantly and our ideas, FUEL our See if you can see if you can see if my Against this oppressor, a passive Master professor, every chance I get To, lure some sleepin out the pit
One, in the grave the other, foot in some shit Yo waits for no man, especially not you Get yo' murk, this'll be yo' very first when WORDS, fail and actions over you will see them are no more you can take away freedom outcome THERE I WAS, in my freedom and a slug When they, pull the walk through the light that's ahead of me Could've been, instead of me so live and let it be like they said it to me Yo, say what's on yo' nigga, let the people see
SOME speaker's on the podium, hit you with the Go up in without petroleum But I'm a +Project
More complex your Napolean Okay, Double-A, never runnin out of to
SAY, whatchu SAY And watch people SAY, about what you SAY
Just SAY, whatchu SAY And watch what people SAY, what you SAY SAY, wanna SAY
And what people SAY, about what you SAY Just SAY, whatchu SAY And watch what people SAY, about you SAY
The is how could a guy like me Actually, a MC with the eye of a bee Conditioned to the ol' conditionin Position in mid-air, Once a time I didn't care but Now it's not that Maybe I, refrain
And let the unimaginative, non-creative ones give me brains Give me some 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 work, blade choppers the hoppers, boppers
Disballoon bar not a stopper Feel the dreams cropper copper steel wool Still chords Wrestled these bullhorns With both arms, 'til they all Put the mic on and let me say some shit
Never out of things to say.. Never runnin out of things to say, say, say Say mayne!Y-yeah, ay mayne, SAY! Let me holla
Say mayne, you, say Say Say, say what say
Say what?Say Say Say when, when