Luyện nghe bài hát Never Enough

There's not much you do or say to phase me
People think I'm a bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even Doc Drezy'll
Have to step in every once in a to save me

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

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

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

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

In a neighborhood daily jumped and chased me
It made me what I am today
See of what anybody believes who hates me
You ain't make or break me

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

To say to me, you had all this time to about it
Now pussy out and try to wimp out, face me
'Cause I've patiently waitin' for the day
That we finally meet, in the place to see

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

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

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

I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it
Your talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated
You're over-rated, I'm
To study your moves then crush you

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

My music is a drug, press play you ain't sniff it
Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it
It get you high over and but you gotta cop it
When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, 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, it's never

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