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 Hell is here or I meet with a god Or George Bush is the devil or breathin' is hard sh** And d**h 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 coinkidink 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** it, I ain't sayin' sh** 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 coke 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** 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 nobody say nothin' [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 Three]: I talk to the teachers in the cla** they told me 50% of the kids won't pa** 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 s**in' dicks 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 damn 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** Let's face it Eminem never has to f**in' 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 gay Well hey hey hey They call me "an a**hole" 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?