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Em Dm (Yeah yay) (yeah yeah yay)C Dm (Yeah)Em Dm (Yeah yay) (yeah yeah yay)C Dm (Yeah) yeahEm Dm (Yeah yay) yo (yeah yeah yay) [Verse 1]C Damn, I hate it when it rainDm Ever since I came in the game, some hated on the fameEm A lot of niggas done changed, and started actin' strangeDm Even labels turning they backs, and started backing lamesC Radio is the same, whole lotta speculatin'Dm These motherfuckas defacatin' on the nameEm Wu-Tang, if this is where the hip-hop isDm Radio lyin' then, that ain't where hip-hop liveC It live in the streets, we eat to live, they livin' to eatDm I'm fed up, that nigga rides in 'em, givin 'em sleepEm R.I.P., make me the king of all I seeDm And when death call I'm good, I got call IDC See it was planned in the front, now they just gon' frontDm Like my joints is on Proactive, and they just don't bumpEm (cmon man) Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill,Dm When in fact they all been programmed, And lost they feel, fo' real [Chorus]C Dm (They've got so much things to say right now)Em Dm (They've got so much things to say it)Continúa después del anuncioC Dm (They've got so much things to say right now) yeahEm Dm (They've got so much) yo (things to say it) [Verse 2]C Damn, another artist chokes againDm They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the skinEm See how niggas ain't yo friends, when there ain't no endsEm Don't care who the case offend, don't underrate my penC I got what it takes to win, while ya'll are thinking I'm trashDm Loving the taste of success and this drink in my glassEm Watch 'em cosign that whack shit, give it a passDm 'til it's gone Quicker than Red, can't get rid of them crabC When they're wrong, call the cops, they credibility's shotDm It's time they learn what hot really is and really is notEm Off brand niggas, Meth gonna let 'em know off topDm Don't get smacked on DVD's, trying to show off blocksC I can't stop 'cause my enemies plot or 'cause the cops want meDm Shackled and locked inside the penalty boxEm And while they waitin' for my shit to flopDm They gettin' pimped like hoes, sellin' they ass just to get my spot, (come on man) [Chorus]C Dm (They've got so much things to say right now)Em Dm (They've got so much things to say it)C Dm (They've got so much things to say right now) yeahEm Dm (They've got so much) yo (things to say it) [Verse 3]C Ask Miss Hill, half these critics ain't got half the skillDm Often so hungry that they have to stealEm If I didn't have my deal, and didn't have this mass appealDm Then I'm back up in that trap, swingin' crack it's realC And that ain't worth the time, so search and findDm a new nerve, and here's three words, stop working mineEm It take a lot more to hurt my pride, jerk my vibeDm more than media lies, cry when dirt dog die, niggaC The last album wasn't feeling my styleDm This time my foot up in they ass, bet they feelin' me nowEm 'Cause Tical, he put his heart in every track he doDm But somehow y'all find some way to give a whack reviewC It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm HollywoodDm Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto when they hardly hoodEm Come on man, until you dudes can write some rhymesDm Keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines [Chorus]C Dm (They've got so much things to say right now)Em Dm (They've got so much things to say it)C Dm (They've got so much things to say right now) yeahEm Dm (They've got so much) yo (things to say it) [Otro]C Dm (Yeah)Em Dm (Yeah yay) (yeah yeah yay)C Dm
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