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sha stimuli - say something lyrics

they don’t want me to say something
radio is scared i’mma get on and say something
they don’t want me to say something
turn this mic off they don’t want me to say something
they don’t want me to say something
radio is scared i’mma get on and say something
they don’t want me to say something
turn this mic off…

[verse one]:
like heaven and h-ll is here or i meet with a god
or george bush is the devil or breathin’ is hard
sh-t
and death might be the greatest thing to happen
but i’m patient they don’t want me to say it
and radio just won’t play nothin’ with a message
cause the powers that be don’t want our people affected
they don’t want us inspired so they made public enemy private
they made brand nubian old
they took de la from the soul
they took the soul from the music we own
huh?
and you think it’s a coinkid-nk that ever year we losin’ a singer
they don’t think we think
but we don’t, they right
i’m like a deaf composer, a blind playwright
they don’t want me to say something
if you holdin’ a hammer than spray somethin’

[chorus]:
can i talk to y’all?
better yet, can i walk with y’all?
even better can i march with y’all?
or can i just say something?
huh
can i talk to y’all?
better yet, can i walk with y’all?
even better can i march with y’all?
or can i just say something?

[verse two]:
nah
f-ck it, i ain’t sayin’ sh-t
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the issues, the issues don’t exist
ain’t no guns in the hood, education is the best
we brought c0ke over to sell, i ain’t upset
we get time for it, we sell it, we cook it
we hate hearin’ speeches, we waitin’ for the hook, right?
they don’t want me to say something in the booth like, “should i say something?”
nah, water it down
put a beat on it
don’t speak on it
get t-pain on it
or throw some d’s on it
or get akon
i make songs for entertainment
but i keep tryin’ to change sh-t
i come from a country where the thieves had to colonize
and upgrade the slaves to a 3/5th compromise
wonder why the black man ain’t hole
the same reason rappers can’t go gold
won’t n0body say nothin’

[verse three]:
i talk to the teachers in the cl-ss they told me
50% of the kids won’t p-ss like kobe
but if they tell the principle, the outcome is minimal
you do the math and show me
“and what can you do about it sha?
give us computers? or come talk to us in the auditorium, straight borin’ ’em?”
little girls switch they hips often
suckin’ d-cks off, singin’ ’bout lip gloss
and little dudes throwin’ sets up
and askin’ me, “how can your rap words affect us?”
and i don’t even got an answer for ’em
say somethin’ on record, i can’t chance it on ’em
i gotta tell ’em “keep doin’ what ya doin’.”
i did it, i boosted, i copped it, i moved it, i’m stupid, i’m sorry
i know i’m driftin’
but i ain’t know if you was still listenin’
they said that i should, do poetry so they notice me
get a chick to sing while i’m spittin’, sorta like floetry
“conscious rap be annoyin’ me.”
that’s what my man said
“i’m glad it’s d-mn dead.”
i used to fiend for a deal
i used to dream of lauryn hill
cause she said somethin’ that people wanted to hear
but she got sad and cut off all of her hair
and she had mine but no one elses ears
was there when she would say sh-t
let’s face it
eminem never has to f-ckin’ hold his tongue
so i can speak on how we dyin’, i’m the chosen one
until these flows are done
until this blood leaves from me i’m spittin’ to these dummies
not suppose to say it, it’s a secret
like down low brothers that got wives they sleep with
and then hit clubs with thug dudes and creep quick
and then tell you they ain’t g-y
well hey hey hey
they call me “an -ssh0l-”
matter of fact they won’t think that’s a metaphor
i take that back
i’m losin’ my fans, but i won’t stop though
this is my plan, dawg i’m gettin’ hot yo
all i wanna do is just simple bounce songs
if i say somethin’ with flex drop a bomb?
if i say somethin’ with flex drop a bomb?
huh?

- sha stimuli lyrics

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