Chords for Method Man Ft. Lauryn Hill - They say

_ _ yeah [Dm] yeah _ yeah [C] yeah _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ yeah [Em] yeah
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[C] yeah yeah _ _ [Dm] _ _ yeah [Em] yeah _ yeah yeah [Dm] yeah yeah [C] yeah
Damn, I hated when it [Dm] rained
ever since I came in the games
I'm hated on the [Em] fame
A lot of n****s been changed
and started acting [Dm] strange
even labels turned their backs
and started backing [C] lanes
Radio wasn't the same
Whole lot of [Dm] speculating
These motherfuckers advocating on the [Em] name Wu-Tang
If this is where the hip-hop is, [Dm] radio line then
That ain't where the hip-hop lives, [C] they live in the streets
We eat to live, they living to eat
[Dm] I'm fed up, that nigga right us in him, giving him sleep
[Em] R.I..P., make me the king of all I see [Dm] And when Def call, I'm good, I got call ID [C] See it was clan in the front, now they just gone front [Dm] Like my joints is on Proacta and they just gone broke [Em] Them niggas gone say I lost my skill [Dm] When in fact they all been programmed and lost, they feel [C] for real They got so [Dm] much things to say right now, [Em] yeah They got so [Dm] much things to say, yeah _ [C] _ They got so [Dm] much things to say right now, [Em] yeah They got so [Dm] much things to say, yeah _ [C] Damn, another artist chokes again [Dm] They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the stick [Em] See how niggas hate your friends when there ain't no eggs [Dm] Don't care who's in case of end or underrate my pen [C] I got what it takes to win Why y'all thinking I'm trash, [Dm] loving the taste of success And this drink in my [Em] glass, why them co-signers whack shit Give it a pass [Dm] till it's gone, quicker than red, can't get rid of them crabs [C] When they wrong, call the cops, credibility shot [Dm] This time they learned what hot really is and really is not [Em] All brand niggas, Mecca, don't let them know off top [Dm] Don't get smacked on DBEs, trying to show off rocks [C] I can't stop, cause my enemies plot Or cause the [Dm] cops want me shackled and locked inside the penalty box [Em] And while they waiting for my shit to flop They getting [Dm] ripped like hoes, selling they ass just to get my spot [C] Come on, man They got so [Dm] much things to say right now, [Em] man They got so [Dm] much things to say They _ [C] _ _ got so [Dm] much things to say right now, [Em] man They got so [Dm] much things to say _ [C] Ask Michelle, half these critics ain't got half the skill [Dm] Or been so hungry that they have to steal If I [Em] didn't have my deal and didn't have this mass appeal [Dm] Then I'm back up in that trap, slinging crack as real [C] And that ain't worth it, time for search and find [Dm] a new nerve And here's the words I've worked and mined [Em] It take a lot more to hurt my pride, jerk my [Dm] vibe More than media lies, cry when dirt dogs [C] die, nigga The last album wasn't filling my stash [Dm] This time I put up in they ass, bet they feeling me now [Em] Cause the cap, he put his heart in every track he do [Dm] For some half, y'all find some way to give a wack review [C] It ain't all good, they writing that I'm Hollywood [Dm] Trying to tell you my shit ain't ghetto and they hardly heard [Em] Come on, man Until you dudes can write some rhymes, [Dm] keep that in mind When you find yourself recitin' [C] marks Yeah, yeah, yeah They gots so [Dm] much things to say right now [Em] They gots so [Dm] much things to say They [C] _ _ gots so [Dm] much things to say right now [Em] _ They gots so [Dm] much things to say _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Em] Yeah! _ Yeah, [Dm] yeah _ Yeah, yeah, [C] yeah _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _