| There’s not much you could do or say to phase me
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| People think I’m a little bit crazy
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| I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll
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| Have to step in every once in a while to save me
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| To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things
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| Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
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| A lot of rappers probably wouldn’t know how to take me
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| If they heard some shit, I’d lay the tape 'fore they erase me
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| I maybe a little too fast paced and racy
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| Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times
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| cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I’m goin too fast cuz my mind is
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| racing
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| And I could give a fuck what category you place me
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| Long as when I’m pushing up daisies and gone
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| As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
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| When I hit the heavenly gates I’ll be cool beside Jay-Z
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| For every single die hard fan who embraced me
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| I’m thankful for the talent in which God gave me
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| And I’m thankful for the environment that he placed me
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| Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
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| In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me
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| It only made me what I am today, see
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| Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
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| You ain’t gonna make or break me
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| Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
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| You’re only gonna be in for a rude awakening
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| Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
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| And when you face me with all the shit you’ve been saving to say to me
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| You had all this time to think about it
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| Now don’t pussy out and try to about face me
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| Cuz I’ve been patiently waiting for the day
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| That we finally meet in the same place to see
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| No matter how many battles I been in and won
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| No matter how many magazines on my nuts
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| No matter how many MC’s I eat up
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| Ooh ooh, it’s never enough
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| No matter how many battles I been in and won
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| No matter how many magazines on my nuts
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| No matter how many MC’s I eat up
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| Ooh ooh, it’s never enough
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| My flow’s untouchable now you gotta face it
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| Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
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| You go say the wrong shit and get your face split
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| The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it
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| I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit
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| Graze it, your peace talk, save it
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| You shit sounds dated, you’re overrated
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| I’m obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherf*ckers
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| If I’m the best and the worst, then God’s gift is a curse
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| Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy?
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| I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it
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| To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic
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| My music is a drug, press play, you ain’t gotta sniff it
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| Chew it or pop it, roll a bag or chop it
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| Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it
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| When it’s hot, it’s hot
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| Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
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| No matter how many battles I been in and won
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| No matter how many magazines on my nuts
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| No matter how many MC’s I eat up
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| Ooh ooh, it’s never enough
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| No matter how many battles I been in and won
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| No matter how many magazines on my nuts
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| No matter how many MC’s I eat up
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| Ooh ooh, it’s never enough |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Enough , by - Eminem. Song from the album Encore, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп