Never Enough
D12 ft. 50 Cent Lyrics


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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 erase me
I maybe 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 racin'
And I could give a fuck what category you place me
Long as when I'm pushin' 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 savin' 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 waitin' 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 MC's 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 MC's 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
Chew it or pop it, roll it, bag it or chop it
It'll get your 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 MC's 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 MC's I eat up
Oh, oh, it's never enough

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of D12 ft. 50 Cent's song "Never Enough" describe the rapper's confidence and determination to prove himself in the music industry despite criticism and challenges from other artists. He acknowledges that he may come across as a little crazy or too fast-paced for some listeners, but he doesn't care as long as he is remembered as one of the greats. He credits his talent to God and his mother's upbringing, but also takes pride in the battles he has won and the success he has achieved.


The chorus repeats the phrase "no matter how many battles I been in and won, no matter how many magazines on my nuts, no matter how many MC's I eat up, oh, it's never enough." This line emphasizes the theme of this song where the rapper states that he will never stop trying to improve himself, no matter how many obstacles he faces. He also takes aim at his haters, warning them that he won't be intimidated by their attempts to strip him of his credibility.


Overall, "Never Enough" is an aggressive and confident track that showcases D12 and 50 Cent's strong flow and lyrical skills.


Line by Line Meaning

There's not much you could do or say to phase me
It's hard to rattle me or make me change my mind.


People think I'm a little bit crazy
Some folks believe I'm a bit insane.


I get it from all angles, even occasionally
Everybody gives me grief and scrutiny, on occasion.


Doc Dre-zie will have to step in every once in a while to save me
Dr. Dre has to intervene occasionally to help me out.


To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things
He makes me pause and reflect on what I'm about to say.


Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
I forget the opinions other people might have and just speak my truth.


A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me
Other rappers might not understand my style or how to interact with me.


If they heard some shit, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erase me
I'd hand off a recorded version of what was said before it gets deleted.


I maybe a little too fast paced and racy
I speak quickly and use explicit language.


Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me
People sometimes have to replay my music to catch everything I say.


Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem
With the number of rhymes I have in my songs, it may take twenty listens to catch everything.


Like I'm goin' too fast 'cause my mind is racin'
People might think I'm speaking too fast because I'm thinking quickly.


And I could give a fuck what category you place me
I don't care what label or genre people assign me.


Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone
When I pass away and am buried.


As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
As long as people remember me as one of the all-time best in music history.


When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z
When I die, I'll be content next to Jay-Z in heaven.


For every single die hard fan who embraced me
I'm grateful for every devoted fan who supports my work.


I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me
I'm grateful for the gift of music that God has bestowed upon me.


And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me
I'm grateful for the upbringing and environment that helped shape who I am today.


Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
I'm grateful for the way my mom raised me, even if it might not seem obvious.


In the neighborhood daily that jumped and chased me
Growing up, I faced challenges in my neighborhood and was often pursued by others.


It only made me what I am today, see
Those experiences helped shape me into the person I am today.


Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
Despite what people who dislike me might think.


You ain't gonna make or break me
You're not going to ruin or make my career.


Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
If you're trying to discredit me and make me look phony, it won't work.


You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening
You're going to regret trying to take me down.


'Cause sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
You will eventually confront me, even if you don't want to.


And when you face me with all the shit you've been savin' to say to me
When you finally confront me with all the things you've been holding back from saying.


You had all this time to think about it
You've had plenty of time to consider what you want to say to me.


Now don't pussy out and try to about face me
Don't back down when the time comes to confront me.


'Cause I've been patiently waitin' for the day
I've been waiting for this confrontation for a long time.


That we finally meet in the same place to see
When we finally cross paths and confront each other face to face.


No matter how many battles I been in and won
Regardless of how many conflicts I've been involved in and come out victorious.


No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many magazines write articles about me or glorify me.


No matter how many MC's I eat up
No matter how many other rappers I outperform.


Oh, it's never enough
I'm always striving for more.


My flow's untouchable, now you gotta face it
My music is flawless, and you have to acknowledge it.


Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
My skills are at their finest when I stick to the fundamentals.


You gon' say the wrong shit and get your whole face split
If you say something offensive, I'll come back at you hard.


The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it
I love winning so much I can literally taste it.


I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit
I identify my target, strike them, and hit them hard.


Graze it, your peace talk, save it
Ignore your attempts to make peace and work things out.


Your shit sounds dated, you're overrated
Your music is outdated and not as good as people make it out to be.


I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you motherfuckers
It's my duty to check out the competition and beat them at their own game.


If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse
Being the best and the worst at the same time is both a blessing and a curse.


Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention, boy?
I'm a trained fighter, are you taking note, boy?


I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it
I rap quickly and with such skill that you might miss some of what I say.


To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic
To be more exact, my raps are explosive and perplexing.


My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it
My music is like a drug and doesn't require any physical consumption to feel its effects.


Chew it or pop it, roll it, bag it or chop it
Consume my music however you like, just don't miss it.


It'll get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it
My music can give you a high, but you have to obtain it first.


When it's hot, it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
When my music is popular and successful, it's obvious that you're hating, so quit.


No matter how many battles I been in and won
Regardless of how many conflicts I've been involved in and come out victorious.


No matter how many magazines on my nuts
No matter how many magazines write articles about me or glorify me.


No matter how many MC's I eat up
No matter how many other rappers I outperform.


Oh, oh, it's never enough
I'm always striving for more.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Capitol CMG Publishing, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Michael A Elizondo, Curtis James Jackson, Marshall B Mathers, Andre Young, Nathaniel Hale

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