Enough Said

[Verse 1]
I should make these raps more personal
Talk about this hurt 'till its hurtin' you
Make it start burnin' you, like the way we was lynched and burned
How you afraid of reaching your turn
But shit ain't no game, nigga this is real life
Say how you feel like, when you feel like
Me, I feel like Mike on the Flu Game night
Realize that the food I ate ain't right
Gotta eat cleaner
Sean Hyde told me I gotta eat cleaner
My brother drive a Bimmer, UH!
Shit don't make no sense how I got a team of instruments that was made
By a meaner
Vision from a man who teams up
With the vision of the man who cleans up
On the same instrumentals of the man who beams up
And cooks wicked fu-fu
'Cause other niggas raps is doo-doo
Wrapped in a few dews of Mountain Dew
I'm a wise man who climbs mountains too
On a Seven-Up tip, game is tied
I came back from eight down, game is live
Imma bang bangers till I ain't alive
When my spirit rise up, niggas bang and ride
Teach the black youth how to really bang and ride
Don't matter if its, Sixes or Fives
Or and A.D.R., bang Three this time
Get rid of a negative one, and its you and ya Twelve Disciples
Hope you enjoy the maths I write you
The nigga Matthew writes too
It was Just.A.Pen.And then these.Niggas said they was gonna write
Nigga I was hype
When I had raps and these niggas didn't write
Nigga I was tight, writing every night
And I still did the show and, man that shit was tight
All the kids was hype, parents they was tight
R.I.P. to Professor P, that man let me bring out the best in me
NUFF SAID

[Verse 2]
Is you listening to the syncopated raps, truth spillover this track!
Nigeria still got crude that they can't use, is that why they most black?
The hood got no money for education, is that why still they sell crack?
Between the rose and the concrete is the dirt that falls between
Cracks, plus D. Rose is back
Just to show the young youth how to persevere, blood sweat and tears
I've had so many fears
My engine engineered with so many gears
Speed of my feats just rise for hundred years
Ruse that they use, dollars versus rubles
'Stead of W.M.D.'s, they got tools of
Lauryn Hill album, it won a Grammy
15 years later, I don't have a Grammy
And what really sucks is, I don't have a granny to give my Grammy to
So you know what I'll do?
When I own my first home
Imma sign off with the pen she gave me, I'm in my zone
This is like LeBron in his prime, with a heapin' scoop of Kobe
Treat the niggas who owe me
With a dose of the same blood of Dosage, on the Lupe track
Nigga this is an interlude
Exposing what they lump on me, this is "The Interview"
And that's what we call crude!

[Verse 3]
Have I not said enough?
Is this not fucked up?
Must I say some more just to get a little love?
Just to get a fuckin' hug, do I gotta give it up?
Time is not forever, I gotta live it up
They say One Hundred Years is a really long time
But what's reality when its all in ya mind?
Trees live to three 'hunna, why not us?
Cuttin' down trees and niggas roll they blunts
Nigga I stunt, choppin on this beat and I'm smokin' this shit
No puff puff pass, I'm rappin too fast
Slurrin' my words, you don't get a Drag-
On, the fire I was writin' at age twelve
Ya think that with this "piff" I 'woulda made sales
Y'all rather me have to make, sales at Zales
Some of y'all would've rather me stayed in jail
Spiritually, y'all know y'all ain't right
Gotta keep my self surrounded by the white light
And I grow within my own black light
Show my own stains, I can wash them down the drain

[Verse 4]
Get cleaned, get cleaned
What is the next thing, next thing
Who is the one, to feel the way I felt as a child
Nigga? I been had my own wild style
I'm O.D.B. before he went crazy
I'm O.P.P. before they got lazy
Dash of Dame, shades of Dame's dame
I'll make sure to leave my bags before I get on a plane
Fuck it, I'll buy my own jumbo jet
Get a pilots license, because I get
So damn fly, with old ass clothes
My spirit is high, because I chose
Quality over quantity, in possessions and friends
In this life? I be finding the gems
Third eye guy, I'm a third eye guy
So third eye fly, third eye fly
I can be the rock like dolomite
Do ya research, I don't overwrite
Speak your mind, it's ya voting right
Speak your mind, it is a human right
Life is not so, black and white
All the grey matter, its your inner light
Give you insight, and line of sight
Keep you in sight, and out of sight
Keep you in light, like floodlights
Even at midnight like moonlight
NUFF SAID