Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enough, artist - Diabolic. Album song The Disconnect, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warhorse
Song language: English
Enough |
Yeah |
I know this chick Josephine |
Yeah, Joseph-fiend |
Who sniff coke, picking which toe |
To stick dope between |
No one seemed to notice it on a local scene |
But who plans on facing a transformation so extreme? |
Nobody, especially when a hopeless teen wasn’t hopeless |
Now she’s the poster child for broken dreams |
Sweet as Ovaltine, scholarship to Bowl and Green |
So stunning, at homecoming on throne as queen |
I heard nowadays she’s running with this ho Janine |
Janine used to blow the team for coke, and indulging lean |
She turned Josephine out, from posts to memes |
To dudes sticking his dime in her slot like Coke machines |
Only a matter of time before my mobile screen |
Reads «You heard who OD’ed?» |
so what’s it all supposed to mean? |
Nothing to me, but a topic for my flows and schemes |
So I don’t give a fuck, I just got high and wrote the theme |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Numb to it 'cuz of everything I’m seeing lately |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Trigger finger itching while he switching off the safety |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
You can thank the motherfucking world, 'cuz it made me |
Suffolk County slowly dying keep it low-key |
Another day another body dropping |
Someone OD’ed |
My baby momma had me out in court to litigate |
'Cuz my son’s mother spent my child support sniffing 'H |
I saw it in her face, plus she lost a bit of weight |
Now she’s gotten so skinny, if she coughs, her ribs’ll break |
Presented evidence as I fought to win the case |
Lost and saw this bitch’s snake mother tossing ticket tape |
Parading through the halls but all the court decision makes |
Sure is that my son’s raised wrong and surely isn’t safe |
Feeling corned by this morbid twist of fate |
My son’s life’s on the line like a lure with fishing bait |
Hearing voices like Martin Short in Innerspace saying |
«Sean, fuck the court, play it off, assimilate» |
So I’d sit and wait for this whore to slip and take |
A wrong turn, and while she went |
Through withdrawal’s I infiltrate |
Told her «Go to rehab, before it’s too late» then «Sign my son over» |
Now it’s fuck off, bitch you’re fake |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Numb to it 'cuz of everything I’m seeing lately |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Trigger finger itching while he switching off the safety |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
You can thank the motherfucking world, 'cuz it made me |
Suffolk County slowly dying keep it low-key |
Another day another body dropping |
Someone OD’ed |
For the sake of this story, call the homie James |
He overcame a turbulent childhood and rose to fame |
«Star running back and great kid,» his coach explained |
He just signed his letter of intent to Notre Dame |
Hood raised, got good grades, and knows the game |
Stayed out of trouble, spent off nights at goals to train |
His problem started with a right shoulder strain |
A bone sprained in his ankle, still he played, no restraint |
Took the field one Friday night, soaked in rain |
Broke the plane and felt his knee blow like explosive flames |
Dreams shattered, everything he knows is changed |
Doctors said he won’t regain movement and his soul was drained |
Got the news, started popping blues to dull the pain |
This chick Josephine we know showed him how to poke his veins |
Would’ve reached out for help but he was so ashamed |
His world turned cold, it’s enough to make you go insane |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Numb to it 'cuz of everything I’m seeing lately |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
Trigger finger itching while he switching off the safety |
It’s enough to make a man go crazy |
You can thank the motherfucking world, 'cuz it made me |
Suffolk County slowly dying keep it low-key |
Another day another body dropping |
Someone OD’ed |