Method Man Things They Say (Feat. Lauryn Hill) Lyrics

Lauryn Hill: Yeah 2x Yeah, 3x yeah, yeah 2x yeah 3x, Yeah,
Method Man: Yeah
Lauryn Hill Yeah y2x
Method Man:YO
Lauryn Hill: yeah yeah yeah

Verse 1: Method Man
Yeah, Yo
d___, I hate it when it rain ever since I came in the game
Some hated on the fame, a lot of n____s done changed and started actin strange
Even labels turning they backs and started backing claims, radio is the same
a whole lot of speculatin these m____ f___as defacatin on the name
Woot Tang, if this where the Hip Hop is
Radio lyin den, That aint where they hip hop live
It live in the streets We eat to live, they livin to eat
Im fed up, that n____ritis in em, givin em sleep
RIP, may be the king of all I see
And when death call im good I got caller id, see it was planned in the front
Now they just gonna front, Like my joints is on proactive
and they just don't b__p, then n____s gonna say I lost my skill
when in fact they all been programmed and lost they feel fo real

Chorus: Lauryn Hill
They got so much things to say right now.
They got so much things to say.
They got so much things to say right now.
Method Man : Yeah yo.
They got so much things to say.

Verse 2: Method Man
d___, another artist chokes again
They aint cut as close as him or even broke da skin
See how n____s aint ya friends when there aint no ends
Don't care who the case offend don't underrate my pen
I got what it takes to win, while ya'll are thinking im trash
Lovin the taste of success and this drink in my glass
Watch em Cosign that whack s___, give it a pass till its gone
Quicker than Red, can't get rid of dem crabs
When they wrong call the cops they credibility shot
Its time to learn what hot really is and really is not
Off brand n____s, Meth gonna let em know off top
Don't get smacked on DvDs tryin to show off blocks
I cant stop cause my enemies plot or cause the cops want me
Shackled and locked inside the penalty box
And while they waitin for my s___ to flop they gettin pimped like hoes
Sellin they a__ just to get my spot, Come on man!

Chorus: Lauryn Hill
They got so much things to say right now.
They got so much things to say.
They got so much things to say right now.
Method Man : Yeah yo
They got so much things to say.

Ask Miss Hill, half these critics aint got half the skill
Often so hungry that they have to steal
If I didn't have my deal and didn't have this mass appeal
Then im back up in that trap swingin crack, it's real
And that aint worth the time so search and find a new nerve
And here's 3 words stop working mine, it'd take a lot more to Hurt my pride
Jerk my vibe, more than media lies, cry when dirt dog die n____
The last album wasn't feeling my style, this time my foot up in they a__
Bet they feelin me now, cause tacow ,he put his heart in every track he do
But somehow, you find someway to give a whack review, It aint all good,
they writin that im Hollywood, trying to tell you my s___ aint ghetto and they hardly hood.
Come on man
Until you dudes can write some rhymes keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines

Chorus: Lauryn Hill
They got so much things to say right now.
They got so much things to say.
They got so much things to say right now. Method Man : Yeah yo
They got so much things to say.