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Enough for You

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I don't even know what the fuck to do What have I become for you Don't even have enough blood to spew But am I enough for you? Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears Wrote every night, every day, all these years Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears but you remain doubtful so fuck you too! Yeah 'Cause I been killing it put any hurdle in front of me I will get rid of it Since the beginning been juggling music with education This ain't no dummy talking so fuck a ventriloquist real as shit And it's true bitch I will admit all these lyrics started off as an ะตxperiment Was scared I didn't bะตlong to rap but it's been a fit Now I'm sitting here wondering what's the benefit? Yeah 'Cause I don't see the recognition and I eat the competition But they seem to be indifferent better believe I got a mission This my dream I got a vision, you don't know what this means like you need a definition so listen... 'Cause you don't know what it did to me, always trying not to let the hate get to me, how I survived in this industry's a mystery So many bars I can start a penitentiary and how come you don't talk about that? Oh, I bet you never thought about that. I did a song with Crook, now I did a song with Royce bitch you fuck around while I bring Slaughterhouse back (Facts) Doing this since 17 still thinking about the culture when I jump on every beat 'cause I wanna be someone I would've looked up to as a kid, see this shit is creating a better me (Yeah) Writing is what I'm 'posed to do it's what happens when you see you have a voice to use You just get mad when motherfuckers ignoring you when you thought they would actually listen and then rejoice with you I just put the effort in and I'm annoyed at you You can listen or not it's your choice, that's true. But if it's rhymes then admit it I'm the prime symbolism you say lyric think of I like it's Royce tattoo boom Now I'm working with the legend rapping every second and shredding at every section shit is such a blessing but my name is never mentioned I'm not even from the ghetto but I still don't get the credit yes I said it all these wannabe rappers are so pathetic, unable to put words together or even finish a sentence you remind me of a killer that will never confess it 'cause I guess you're basically never saying anything on record I don't even know what the fuck to do What have I become for you Don't even have enough blood to spew But am I enough for you? Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears Wrote every night, every day, all these years Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears but you remain doubtful so fuck you too! Number 1 cause of unhappiness in every ghetto is having to settle for less A system that keep gettin' rich off of keeping the sick nigga guess who gon' sell us the meds If I do the dirt by myself somebody better be expecting an incredible mess Poverty in the project is a product of that inevitable, medical debt You got men in mascara defending our era you DM your ex and she read it was meth A thespian name! Deck said this shit best: "Upset? Then you best be protectin' your neck" A nigga get ganster with us like he Pesci we address it with gesture we Elliott Ness I brought the crack over then fed the connect I'm on my Fat Joe shit Big L and Vaness' Hop off my scaffold to my scalable death knowing anyone's ever been credible bled I'll exist in a length of my federal bed 'fore I live in a tank givin' hetero head Sippin' this drank, fallin' deaf on new ears Ballin' just to land Jets to new Lears Y'all ain't special man, just 'cause you I don't even know what the fuck to do What have I become for you Don't even have enough blood to spew But am I enough for you? Told you my hopes, my dreams, my fears Wrote every night, every day, all these years Gave you my blood, my sweat, my tears but you remain doubtful so fuck you too!