Yea, from BK to the world. I've had enough



Now-a-days, the range ain't big enough
Moskino ain't jig enough
I'm kind of iced out

But my chain ain't thick enough
Album ain't hot enough
label said its not enough, singing in the hook

I need to change my look
My rims ain't big enough, chrome don't shine enough
I shopped Fifth Fab, but I still can't find enough

Iceberg to swerve, don't dress gay enough
No airplay, so I guess I ain't pay enough
Cristale don't floss enough

And I still ain't lost enough
Album barely gold, guess I ain't try enough
Video wasn't fly enough, budget wasn't high enough

And I ain't lie enough, about crack sales and jail
Yall feeling me like braill, well I still got no sales
Must ain't soul enough, 'cause my heart ain't cold enough

Said I was "Born 2 Roll", but they said I ain't roll enough
Guess I got to brag more, must don't boast enough
Aint New York enough, ain't west coast enough

But that's fine 'cause I'm gon' focus on mine
And hoping that two-thousand-nine is enough time
Wrote enough rhymes to be on album number fifty

You'll see how I'm on it, if you hung enough with me
The rap game is a book, and I've read mad chapters
And if you ask me, it ain't enough mad rappers



Somebody, tell me what the deal is *I had enough*

^!$$%z got to know it's for real



^!$$%z only rocking them jewels for you to see
Like Ghostface, ^!$$% dont front for me


Enough is enough, we gon' start calling you bluff
Watching your moves, we gon' be, all in your stuff
$#&@ around then come through rocking enough ice

Looking nice in high price, ^!$$%z is nuff shiest
Guess it ain't enough thugs, enough drugs on the streets
And ^!$$%z ain't busting enough slugs

Not enough caucasians, no one stresses
Project girls rock vesses, not dresses
Enough lessons learned, play with fire burn

Enough dough get made, not of it earned
Enough wildin', $#&@ that yo, enough smilin'
I rep Brooklyn, Manhattan, Staten Island

Queens plus the BX, not enough teks
Not enough cops, killing us all for paychecks






Enough if this, enough of that, enough crap
Enough wack radio stations set enough rap
And they got the nerve to try to flaunt it

Will my album get enough buzz if there's enough ^!$$%z on it
When we get in the house, it's like its haunted
We got you shook, mad ^!$$%z from the Brook', look

Enough cats with crack moes and mack hoes
Enough cats with wack flows pack shows
Enough of these, enough of those, it never slows

It just grows, your girl don't wear enough clothes
These no-brainers, are lost entertainers
They found on billboards, greatest sale gainers

Enough beans and Benz, enough fly honies with dime friends
That want to juice you for you ends
It's getting rough, a whole lot of intricate stuff

Mad crime though, like McGruff, enough's enough