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Text písně 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 Dre-zy 
Will have to step in every once and while to save me 
To make me stop and think about it fore' I just say things 
Sometimes I forgot what other people just may think 
A lota rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me 
If they heard some shit I lay to tape before they erase me 
I may be a little too fast paced and racy 
Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me 20 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 
As long as when I'm pushin' up daisie and gone 
As long as you place me amongst one of them greats 
When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z 
For every single die-hard fan who embraced me 
I'm thankful for the talent in which god gave me 
And I'm thankful for the enviroment that he placed me 
Believe it or not I thank my mom for how she raised me 
In that 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 and 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 that shit you've been saving 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 waiting for the day that we finally meet in the same place to see 

(Chorus - Nate Dogg) 2X 
No matter how many battles I've been in and won 
No matter how many magazines on my nuts 
No matter how many MC's I eat up 
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 face talk save it, your shit sounds dated 
You're overrated I'm obligated to 
Study your moves then crush you muthafukas 
If I'm the best and the worst then God's gift is 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 its heroglyphic 
My music is a drug press play, you ain't gonna sniff it 
Shoot it or pop it, roll it, bag it or chop it 
It'll get you high over and over but you gotta' cop it 
When it's hot, it's hot you're hatin' son and now I'm gon' stop it 

(Chorus - Nate Dogg) 2X 
No matter how many battles I've been in and won 
No matter how many magazines on my nuts 
No matter how many MC's I eat up 
It's never enough

					

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