Enough

[Scratches: DJ Wicked]
It's not my fault your crew is salty
It's not my fault
It's not, it's not, it's not, it's not my fault your crew is salty
It's not my fault your crew is salty

[Verse 1: Ethic and Sapient]
Uh, and we just doing our thang
We've been dope as fuck, listening to people complain
Say they deep in the game, why don't we show some respect?
They can shut they damn mouths and just know that we next
And it's a new era, this group tears the roof off the bitch
(These bitches should know better)
We ahead of the curve, let it burn when we rap
Off a eighth of this herb and a fifth of this jack
With a Sapient slap accross the faces
Of every producer that lacks what he laces
Cause every producer lacks what he laces
It's why everyone of our tracks is so dangerous
Snap vertebrates with a kick and a snare
I got you passing away with your fist in the air
Yea, this business ain't fair, but y'all will face it
In this world there's us and there's those non-Debaser

[Chorus: Sapient and Ethic]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
We've had enough of the shit that you talk
You need to keep adjusting your thoughts
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Yea, we heard it before
You're the dopest rapper that we've never heard of before
Aye, aye, aye, aye
We've had enough of the shit that you talk
You need to keep adjusting your thoughts
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Yea, we heard it before
You're the dopest rapper that we've never heard of before

[Verse 2: Sapient and OnlyOne]
Growing up, in school, I was told to shut up a lot
Apparently my teachers didn't love their jobs
Little did they know I'd grow up to be a juggernaut
Now it's my turn to teach what was taught
(Shut the fuck up)
If I took what you said and broke it down, you'd take it back
But don't make me laugh, that ain't the plan
I came to make you shut the fuck up when the master is speaking truth
You'll get the scraps after the feast is through
Don't try to understand the way I did it
You're pressing play again until it's plagiarism
When the taste is bitter in my mouth
I'll shake your jitters and make the crowd wave their fingers and bounce like
Like I told you before this is that
Impactive force hitting before the impact
I slap samples together like forging swords from tin cans
And you tell me your against that?
Shut up!
Shut up!

[Verse 3: Ethic and Sapient]
Yea, I talk shit
Nope, not sick of it
Your girl chopped me up like a sawed off with pistol grip
I'm top notch
My clock stops at 4:20, so it's no wonder that I'm more hungry
Y'all got sore tummies, left starving
That's why you need to come up with more proof and less jargon (Jargon)
We bringing more movement, less parking
That's why these shoes only stepping on red carpets

[Verse 4: Sapient]
They're like, "Yes, Marcus"
I'm like, "Hold on, it's just started, go get your sketch artist"
We on that DBSR, Knights of Templar shit
Still blowing up like the Death Star did
Seeing you later when you're eating my dust
And get Debaser holding it down overseas like an anchor
Shattering windows with Windows Media Player
Rocking steady like Jesus' major

[Chorus: Sapient and Ethic]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Shut up!
We've had enough of the shit that you talk
You need to keep adjusting your thoughts
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Shut up!
Yea, we heard it before
You're the dopest rapper that we've never heard of before
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Shut up!
We've had enough of the shit that you talk
You need to keep adjusting your thoughts
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Shut up!
Yea, we heard it before
You're the dopest rapper that we've never heard of before