[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]      There was a curious secretive streak in the man,       which led to many dramatic effects - but left even his       closest friends guessing as to what his exact plans might be.   He pushed to an extreme, the axiom that the only safe plotter         was he who plotted alone.I was nearer him than anyone else,       and yet I always conscious of the gap between.            [Aceyalone]      Say mayne, let me rap to you for a minute   Say.. yeah, yea you - ay mayne, say you!         Say!Say mayne!Say mayne!      Say mayne let me rap to you for a minute      Yeah I gotta holla at you, yeah      Say what?            The QUESTION is how could a man like me   Actually, a man that's free         Of speech and the ability to reach, the masses      Never not, know what to say I know how brainwaves operate      Consistantly and our ideas, FUEL our existance      See if you can see if you can see if my resistance      Against this oppressor, a passive aggressor      Master professor, with every chance I get      To, lure some sleepin people out the pit         One, foot in the grave the other, foot in some shit   Yo time waits for no man, especially not you      Get yo' murk, this'll be yo' very first clue when      WORDS, fail and actions take over you will see      that them are no more you can take away freedom outcome      THERE I WAS, in between my freedom and a slug      When they, pull the plug      I'ma walk through the light that's ahead of me      Could've been, ANYONE instead of me so live and let it be      Spoken like they said it to me   Yo, say what's on yo' mind nigga, let the people see            SOME speaker's on the podium, hit you with the sodium   Go up in equipped without petroleum      But I'm a +Project Blowedian+         More complex than your Napolean   Okay, Double-A, never runnin out of things to            [Chorus]      SAY, whatchu wanna SAY      And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY         Just SAY, whatchu wanna SAY   And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY   SAY, whatchu wanna SAY         And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY      Just SAY, whatchu wanna SAY      And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY            [Aceyalone]      The QUESTION is how could a guy like me      Actually, a mighty MC with the eye of a bee      Conditioned to the same ol' conditionin      Position in mid-air, limbo      Once upon a time I didn't care but      Now it's not that simple      Maybe I, should refrain         And let the unimaginative, non-creative ones give me some brains      Give me some brains   SAY!Maybe I should rename the talk      Run a lap with my trap while you backslide in the dark      My choppers, OH my choppers      Get me out of the worst work, blade choppers      Save the hoppers, boppers         Disballoon bar not a popper stopper   Feel the dreams cash cropper copper steel wool      Still pull chords      Wrestled with these bullhorns      With both arms, 'til they all submit      Put the mic on B-LAST and let me say some shit               [Chorus]         [Aceyalone]      Never runnin out of things to say..      Never runnin out of things to say, say, say mayne      Say mayne!Y-yeah, ay mayne, SAY!      Let me holla atchu         Say mayne, yeah you, say   Say what?What?      Say, say what say what?         Say what?Say what?   Say why?Yeah      Say when, aight when