Luyện nghe bài hát Never Enough

There's not you could do or say to phase me
People think I'm a little bit
I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll
to step in every once in a while to save me

To make me stop and about it 'fore I just say things
Sometimes I forget what other just may think
A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me
If they some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me

I may be a little too fast-paced and
Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me
Twenty 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem
Like I'm going too fast my mind is racing

And I could give a what category you place me
Long as when I'm up daisies and gone
As long as you place me amongst one of them
When I the gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z

For single die-hard fan who embrace me
I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me
And I'm for the environment that he placed me
it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me

In a neighborhood daily that jumped and me
It made me what I am today
See regardless of what anybody who hates me
You gonna make or break me

Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G
You're only be in for a rude awakening
sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
And when you face me with all the shit you've savin'

To say to me, you had all this time to about it
Now don't out and try to wimp out, face me
'Cause I've been patiently for the day
That we meet, in the same place to see

No matter how many battles I in and won
No how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many I eat up
Oh, it's enough

No how many battles I been in and won
No how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how MC's I eat up
Oh, it's enough

My flow's untouchable, now you face it
Uh oh, it gets when I go back to the basics
You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face
The smell of victory love it so I can taste it

I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, it
Your talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated
over-rated, I'm obli-gated
To study your moves crush you motherfuckers

If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse
Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' boy?
I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit
To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic

My music is a drug, press play you ain't sniff it
Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it
It get you high over and but you gotta cop it
When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it

No matter how many battles I in and won
No matter how magazines on my nuts
No matter how many I eat up
Oh, never enough

No matter how many I been in and won
No matter how magazines on my nuts
No how many MC's I eat up
Oh, never enough