- Votes:
- Composers:
- Andre Young
- Marshall Mathers
- Michael Elizondo
- Curtis Jackson
- Nathaniel Hale
 
- Tags:
- eminem - never enough
- rap
 
- See also:
50 Cent - Never Enough lyrics
[Eminem]
 There's not much you could do or say to phase me
 People think I'm a little bit crazy
 I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll
 have to step in every once in a while to save me
 To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things
 Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
 A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me
 If they heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
 I may be a little too fast-paced and racy
 Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me
 twenty times cause I say so many rhymes it may seem
 like I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing
 And I could give a fuck what category you place me
 Long as when I'm pushin up daisies and gone
 As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
 When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
 For every single die-hard fan who embrace me
 I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me
 And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me
 Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me
 in a neighborhood daily that jumped and chased me
 It only made me, what I am today see
 Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
 You ain't gonna make or break me
 Tryin to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake G
 You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening
 Cause sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
 And when you face me with all the shit you've been savin
 to say to me, you had all this time to think about it50 Cent - Never Enough - http://motolyrics.com/50-cent/never-enough-lyrics.html
 Now don't pussy out, and try to about face me
 Cause I've been patiently waitin for the day
 that we finally meet, in the same place to see
 [Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]
 No matter how many battles I been in and won
 No matter how many magazines on my nuts
 No matter how many MC's I eat up
 Ohhhh, it's never enough
 [50 Cent]
 My flow's untouchable, now you gotta face it
 Uh-oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
 You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face split
 The smell of victory love it so much I can taste it
 I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it
 Your peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated
 You're over-rated, I'm obli-gated, to
 study your moves then crush you motherfuckers
 If I'm the best and the worst then God's gift is a curse
 Soldier trained to destroy, you payin attention boy?
 I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss shit
 To be specific I go ballistic it's hieroglyphic
 My music is a drug, press play you ain't gotta sniff it
 Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it
 It get you high over and over but you gotta cop it
 When it's hot it's hot, your hatin is undeniable, stop it
[Chorus]








