9th Wonder - Say Hello Lyrics
[Hook: Jay-Z]Say hello, to the bad guyThey say I’m a bad guyI come from the bottom but now I’m mad flyThey say I’m a menaceThat’s the picture they paintThey say a lot about meLet me tell you what I ain’tThey say I’m a bad guySay hi to the bad guyI come from the bottom but now I’m mad flyThey say I’m a menaceThat’s the picture they paintThey say a lot about meLet me tell you what I ain’tAy, ay, ay, ayThey say a lot about meLet me tell you what I ain’t[Verse 1: Jay-Z]I ain’t playing, life’s short so I aimI ain’t waiting for life start betraying emIt’s twice as hard to get a job that’s paying emSo I ain’t paying attention to what you’re sayingRaindrops keep falling on my brainCause in the drop on flamesI’m so hot even if the weather changeI don’t have no top, I’m insane‘Member dark-skinned JermaineWore suede in the rain, we sorta kinda the same‘Cept I’m no lame and you gonna know my nameBefore I go the world gon’ feel my painThey saying I’m a bad guy, why’s thatCause when my back’s against the wall, nigga I reactSecretly though, I know you admire thatYou wish you had the balls to fire back, brrrapSay hello, uhh uh, hello, uhh uhYou wish you had the balls to fire back, brrap[Hook][Verse 2: Jay-Z]I ain’t no ordinary niggaLook around, this ain’t what ordinary gets youExtraordinary figuresI’m an extraordinary niggaBefore my name became JiggaBefore I sang I had that thang on slippersCan’t complain bout what they ain’t gon’ give yaThat ain’t gon’ get ya shit, might as well give upOr get up, get out and get something niggaGet a job my nigga, or get to dumpingOnly God can judge him, only he without sinTell me if my means, justify my endsTil then, I’m just gon’ fly in the BenzWire my friends through Western UnionShhhhh, surprisingMy system knocking, here comes the bad guy againSay hello, uhh uh, hello, uhh uhHello, uhh here comes the bad guy again[Hook][Verse 3: Jay-Z]… let me tell you what I ain’tWe ain’t thugs for the sake of just bein thugsNobody do that where we grew at, nigga duhThe poverty line we not aboveSo out comes the mask and gloves cause we ain’t feeling the loveWe ain’t doin crime for the sake of doing crimesWe movin dimes cause we ain’t doin fineOne out of three of us is locked up doing timeYou know what this type of shit can do to a nigga mindMy mind on my money, money on my mindIf you owe me ten dollars you ain’t giving me nineY’all ain’t give me forty acres and a muleSo I got my Glock 40 now I’m coolAnd if Al Sharpton is speaking for meSomebody give him the word and tell him I don’t approveTell him I remove the cursesIf you tell me our schools gon’ be perfectWhen Jena Six don’t existTell him that’s when I’ll stop saying *****[Hook]
