Eminem, Nate Dogg, 50 Cent - Never Enough lyrics

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-zie
Will 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'd lay the tape 'fore they erased 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 goin' too fast 'cause
My mind is racing and I could give a fuck
What category you place me
Long as when I'm pushing up daisies
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 environment
That he placed me believe it or not
I thank my mom for how she raised me
In the 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
Tryna 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
The 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

No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, it's never enough
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh oh, it's never enough

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 overrated
I'm obligated 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 it
To be specific I go ballistic as 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'll get you high over and over
But you gotta cop it
When it's hot, it's hot
Your hatin' is undeniable, stop it

No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, it's never enough
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh oh, it's never enough