Never Enough

[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 it

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]