Luyện nghe bài hát Never Enough

There's not much you could do or say to me
People I'm a little bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc
Have to step in every once in a while to me

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

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

And I could a fuck what category you place me
Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone
As long as you place me amongst one of greats
When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My music is a drug, press you ain't gotta 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 how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many I eat up
Oh, never enough

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