Say
Methodman feat. Lauryn Hill Lyrics


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Okay, yeah, alright
I find it hard to say, that everything is alright
Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright
'Cause my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses
But what you fail to see, is all the consequences
You think our lives are cheap, and easy to be wasted
As history repeats, so foul you can taste it
And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
His life so incomplete, and nothing can replace it
And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
Your lives so incomplete, and nothing can replace it

Fret not thyself I say, against these laws of man
'Cause like the bible says, His blood is on their hands
And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say, is rebel
While today is still today, choose well
And what I gotta say, is rebel, it can't go down this way
Choose well, choose well, choose well
Choose well, choose well, choose well
And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
Your lives are so incomplete, and nothing, and no one, can replace it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say
And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say
And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say
And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say

And what I gotta say is rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel
Repent, the day is far too spent, rebel, rebel
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and rebel
We must destroy in order to rebuild Wake up, you might as well
Oh are you oh are you satisfied
Oh are you satisfied?
Rebel oh rebel
Why don't you rebel, why don't you rebel?




Why don't you rebel?
I'm fading myself down now

Overall Meaning

"Say" by Method Man featuring Lauryn Hill is a politically charged song which talks about the consequences of letting our own biases get in the way of progress. Method Man finds it hard to accept the reality of the situation, that everything is not alright, and he urges the listener not to look at him that way. He talks about how people fail to see the consequences of their actions and how our lives can be easily wasted if we don't take responsibility for our actions.


He talks about how people are too comfortable to face the situation and our lives are incomplete as a result. He urges us to rebel against the unjust laws of man and to choose well. He talks about how we need to wake up and rebel against the system which is so deeply flawed. The song touches upon how we need to destroy the existing system in order to rebuild it and how our complacency is the reason why we are in this situation. The song constantly probes the listener to rebel against the status quo and to not just accept things the way they are.


Overall, the song is a call to action to those who are willing to hear it. It challenges us to look beyond our biases and to take responsibility for our actions. In a world where systems are deeply flawed, it urges us to make the right choices and to not be complacent. A powerful message for anyone who is willing to listen.


Line by Line Meaning

Okay, yeah, alright
The singer is acknowledging the current situation and agreeing with it.


I find it hard to say, that everything is alright
The singer is having difficulty accepting things as they are and admitting that everything is okay.


Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright
The singer is feeling judged by the listener for not being able to accept the current situation and pretending that everything is okay.


'Cause my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses
The artist is able to see through the other person's façade or mask, and knows that they are not being genuine.


But what you fail to see, is all the consequences
The other person is unaware of the negative impact their actions or beliefs will have.


You think our lives are cheap, and easy to be wasted
The other person sees little value in human life and believes it can be easily thrown away.


As history repeats, so foul you can taste it
The repeating of past mistakes and injustices is palpable and leaves a bad taste in the singer's mouth.


And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
The general population is apathetic and unwilling to confront the issues at hand.


His life so incomplete, and nothing can replace it
Someone's life was cut short and cannot be replaced or made whole again.


Your lives so incomplete, and nothing can replace it
The artist is calling attention to the listener's incomplete life and the importance of making the most of it.


Fret not thyself I say, against these laws of man
The singer is advising the listener not to worry about society's rules and expectations.


'Cause like the bible says, His blood is on their hands
Those in power are responsible for the harm they cause and will ultimately have to answer for it.


And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say, is rebel
The singer is urging rebellion against the status quo and standing up against injustice.


While today is still today, choose well
The singer is reminding the listener that they have a choice to make and urging them to make it now while they still can.


Choose well, choose well, choose well
The singer is emphasizing the importance of making the right choice.


No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
The artist is using repetition to emphasize the negative consequences of making the wrong choice.


And what I gotta say is rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel
The artist is repeating their call to rebel against the current system.


Repent, the day is far too spent, rebel, rebel
The singer is urging the listener to repent and rebel before it's too late.


Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and rebel
The singer is forcefully urging the listener to wake up and take action against injustice.


We must destroy in order to rebuild Wake up, you might as well
The artist is suggesting that we must tear down the unjust system in place in order to rebuild a better one. They urge the listener to wake up and take action.


Oh are you oh are you satisfied
The artist is questioning if the listener is content with the current state of things.


Rebel oh rebel
The artist is repeating their call to action, urging the listener to rebel.


Why don't you rebel, why don't you rebel?
The singer is once again urging the listener to take action.


I'm fading myself down now
The artist is ending the song and fading out the volume.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: LAURYN HILL

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@parizreid7375

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah yeah (Yo)

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 backing 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 hip-hop live
It lives in the streets, we eat to live they livin' to eat
I'm fed up, that nigga rides in 'em, givin 'em 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 planned in the front, now they just gon' front
Like my joints is on proactive, and they just don't bump
Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill
When in fact they all been programmed
And lost they feel, fo' real

They've got so much things to say right now
They've got so much things to say
They've got so much things to say right now (Yeah)
They got so much things to say (Yo)

Damn, another artist chokes again
They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the skin
See how niggas ain't yo friends, when there ain't no ends
Don't care who the case offend, don't underrate my pen
I got what it takes to win, while ya'll are thinking I'm trash
Loving the taste of success and this drink in my glass
Watch 'em cosign that whack shit, give it a pass till it's gone
Quicker than Red, can't get rid of them clubs
When they're wrong, call the cops, they credibility's shot
It's time to learn, what hot really is and really is not
Off brain niggas, Meth gonna let 'em know off top
Don't get smacked on dvds, trying to show off blocks
I can't stop cause my enemies plot, or cause the cops want me
Shackled and locked inside the penalty box
And while they waitin' for my shit to flop
They gettin' pimped like hoes
Sellin' they ass just to get my spot, come on man

Ask Miss Hill, half these critics ain't got half this skill
Often so hungry that they have to steal
If I didn't have my deal, and didn't have this mass appeal
Then I'm back up in that trap, swingin' crack it's real
And that ain't worth the time, so search and find a new nerve
And here's three words: stop working mine
It take a lot more to hurt my pride
Jerk my vibe more than media lies, cry when dirt dog die nigga
The last album wasn't feeling my style
This time my foot up in they ass but they feelin' me now
Cause Tical, he put his heart in every track he do
But somehow y'all find someway to give a whack review
It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm Hollywood
Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto and they hardly hood
Come on man, until you dudes can write some rhymes
Keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines



All comments from YouTube:

@youthinkthatsgood

God damn what a classic can't be touched ❤️

@nesekalosi9329

This is real hip hop. This my jam 💯

@jonsaunders2179

Damn ... killin it as always

@biggdaddynard8087

1st time I heard this was last year and I LUV THIS !!!!!!!!!!

@parizreid7375

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah yeah (Yo)

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 backing 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 hip-hop live
It lives in the streets, we eat to live they livin' to eat
I'm fed up, that nigga rides in 'em, givin 'em 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 planned in the front, now they just gon' front
Like my joints is on proactive, and they just don't bump
Then niggas gon' say I lost my skill
When in fact they all been programmed
And lost they feel, fo' real

They've got so much things to say right now
They've got so much things to say
They've got so much things to say right now (Yeah)
They got so much things to say (Yo)

Damn, another artist chokes again
They ain't cut as close as him or even broke the skin
See how niggas ain't yo friends, when there ain't no ends
Don't care who the case offend, don't underrate my pen
I got what it takes to win, while ya'll are thinking I'm trash
Loving the taste of success and this drink in my glass
Watch 'em cosign that whack shit, give it a pass till it's gone
Quicker than Red, can't get rid of them clubs
When they're wrong, call the cops, they credibility's shot
It's time to learn, what hot really is and really is not
Off brain niggas, Meth gonna let 'em know off top
Don't get smacked on dvds, trying to show off blocks
I can't stop cause my enemies plot, or cause the cops want me
Shackled and locked inside the penalty box
And while they waitin' for my shit to flop
They gettin' pimped like hoes
Sellin' they ass just to get my spot, come on man

Ask Miss Hill, half these critics ain't got half this skill
Often so hungry that they have to steal
If I didn't have my deal, and didn't have this mass appeal
Then I'm back up in that trap, swingin' crack it's real
And that ain't worth the time, so search and find a new nerve
And here's three words: stop working mine
It take a lot more to hurt my pride
Jerk my vibe more than media lies, cry when dirt dog die nigga
The last album wasn't feeling my style
This time my foot up in they ass but they feelin' me now
Cause Tical, he put his heart in every track he do
But somehow y'all find someway to give a whack review
It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm Hollywood
Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto and they hardly hood
Come on man, until you dudes can write some rhymes
Keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines

@prdeglory2580

"R.I.P. make me the king of all I see"

@IneditKomplement

Old times, method man it's my teacher. All times w tang clan

@geoffwiesman9506

Classic...

@kiilalabernal5216

Queen of hip hop Miss Hill

@WillEFresh

My favorite joint off a banging c.d from Meff.

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