Slaughterhouse - Good Enough lyrics
[Slaughterhouse - Good Enough lyrics]
You know what they say
Along with great talent
Comes great responsibility
Criticism house Gang
They asking how we keep
Trucking without the regrets
Made nine lives survive through
A thousand deaths
Came in cocky like this new cash king
And won't nothing
A real jam on your new jack swing
They undervalued my awe
Killed me but I live with that
Everything the game ever gave me
Thought about giving back
Dealt with being doubted
The weak got cherished
Should've been jealous but the real nigga
In me wouldn't allow it
Certain shit just instilled in me
It's still about skill to me
But it's only pills in me
My mama telling I might go
And so I signed up now, let it be in court
Because it's death before dishonor
If I step you on the drama
I put it all on the line
And y'all erased that shit
So the question that I face is this: Hip-Hop
Am I good enough?
Cause I live where niggas don't
Want to respect you and want you to die
Go to jail until life am I good enough?
Sometimes I felt like I wouldn't survive
Trying not to pay the ultimate price
Eight years old, standing in the mirror
Nah let me rephrase that
Rapping in the mirror
Not on no Snow White shit
But magic happenin' in the mirror
Showed the reflection of a
King in the making, i grew up
Scheming and taking and bringing
The bank and retrieving
My cake in the street on the pavement
Police are seeking a payment
Just so I don't meet the arraignment
Singing they've got a cell for me
But I ain't eager to take it
I'm leaving it vacant and I'm thinking
I can even escape it
If I get knee deep in entertainment
Believe in the faith of the
Leap that I'm taking
I'm dreaming awake and I'm chasing
The change in my life
Put up the gun, pick up a mic
But then I won't be good enough
Cause I won't be hood enough
For fans and emotional steet
Niggas who test you
Along with great talent
Comes great responsibility
Criticism house Gang
They asking how we keep
Trucking without the regrets
Made nine lives survive through
A thousand deaths
Came in cocky like this new cash king
And won't nothing
A real jam on your new jack swing
They undervalued my awe
Killed me but I live with that
Everything the game ever gave me
Thought about giving back
Dealt with being doubted
The weak got cherished
Should've been jealous but the real nigga
In me wouldn't allow it
Certain shit just instilled in me
It's still about skill to me
But it's only pills in me
My mama telling I might go
And so I signed up now, let it be in court
Because it's death before dishonor
If I step you on the drama
I put it all on the line
And y'all erased that shit
So the question that I face is this: Hip-Hop
Am I good enough?
Cause I live where niggas don't
Want to respect you and want you to die
Go to jail until life am I good enough?
Sometimes I felt like I wouldn't survive
Trying not to pay the ultimate price
Eight years old, standing in the mirror
Nah let me rephrase that
Rapping in the mirror
Not on no Snow White shit
But magic happenin' in the mirror
Showed the reflection of a
King in the making, i grew up
Scheming and taking and bringing
The bank and retrieving
My cake in the street on the pavement
Police are seeking a payment
Just so I don't meet the arraignment
Singing they've got a cell for me
But I ain't eager to take it
I'm leaving it vacant and I'm thinking
I can even escape it
If I get knee deep in entertainment
Believe in the faith of the
Leap that I'm taking
I'm dreaming awake and I'm chasing
The change in my life
Put up the gun, pick up a mic
But then I won't be good enough
Cause I won't be hood enough
For fans and emotional steet
Niggas who test you