Say Method Man

[Intro: Lauryn Hill & Method Man]
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[Verse 1: Method Man]
Damn, I hate it when it rain
Ever since I came in the game, some hated on the fame
A lot of niggas done changed and started actin' strange
Even labels turning they backs and started backin' lames
Radio is the same, whole lotta speculatin'
These mutherfuckas defacatin' on the name
Wu-Tang, if this is where the hip-hop is
Radio lyin' then, that ain't where the hip-hop live
It lives in the streets, we eat to live, they livin' to eat
I'm fed up, that nigga Ryderson, I'm givin him sleep
R.I.P., make me the king of all I see
And when death call, I'm good, I got call ID
See it was Clan in the front, now they just gon' front
Like my joints is on Proactiv, and they just don't bump (Come on, man)
Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill
When in fact, they all been programmed and lost they feel, for real