Say it




To the heart of the matter, the mic I shatter


Say cold in the mic and make your teeth chatter

You climb the corporate ladder to make your pocket's fatter


We be flipping styles like pancake batter




Looking through your vinyl's, spying on me


I'm running like a rhino on a chicken spree


Call yourself an MC but what's you truth?

You got another noose inside the toll booth





Suckas sniffing on socks, chewing on rocks

My competition has the combination to the lock


You wanna get inside and then you best not knock


And then you get on you got to rock the spot




Once it hits your mind what you gonna do?


Don't keep it inside, you got to say it, let it out, let it out

Scream, run and shout, run and shout


Scream, gotta put it out, put it out, say it, gonna get it out, get it out




Now I can feel it in my blood stream, see it in the eyes


People lining up with their own demise


They have the man made troubles to monetize

Corporate violence we can't reply





You could keep 'em out of service at your cabana

You bust your $$# Jones like you slipped on a banana


Like knick-knack paddy-whack, you got to let it out


From the vine to line to the world, give a shout




Line to the line, paper to the pen


A brand new dance called David Rodigan

You sure really wanna let me begin


You can't stop me rhyming when I let go




Life is good and then it gets you


Stuff you thought, it comes true




Once it hits your mind, what you gonna do?

Don't keep it inside, you got to say it, let it out, let it out

Scream, run and shout, run and shout


Scream, gotta put it out, put it out, say it, gonna get it out, get it out




Suckers