Enuff

[Verse 1: Madlib] Got the bad news Pickin' same crews Tryin' to check ones and twos (One, two) I saw you rappin' in the back of the club, tryin' to practice I'll do you wack, my style on the mattress 'Cause you're below average Put you to sleep 'cause you're weak and speak Petty confetti, I'm ready to throw speed At you End up with the stature, then I'll fracture When I catch you You know I'll splat you when I bust Rap just ended More like a veteran Lettering capital lateral with no federal Sexual-hetoral Style non-edible, why people say I'm incredible [Chorus: Madlib] But still, it's hard dealing with this industry So many wack rappers pretending to be Extra rough With the rugged, raw, tough Why y'all bluff? CDP, yo, had enough Yo [Interlude: Declaime & Madlib] Man And it don't stop Moving like this The Crate Digga station Stress relation Uh [Verse 2: Declaime] Keeping to myself when stress is felt I dealt with mad problems Uplift me away to solve 'em Pick up the pieces Replace 'em to their places, so now it ceases No more weak get in with just a hook and a grin Still with real, I fill open spaces Lyric holes in niggas' faces Rap-related cases (Uh) Off on my own, I got the song So why can't I get in? CDP is straight hittin' Without a deal, but still stay real And will the stress ever be relieved? At least tone it down a bit Because I'm fed up with the fake and counterfeit I can't fit in And must not let the stress win (Stress win) [Bridge: Madlib] You can't let the stress win Yo, yo You can't the stress win Yo You can't let the stress win Yo You can't let the stress win Yo [Chorus: Madlib] But it's still hard dealing with this industry 'Cause so many wack rappers pretending to be Extra rough With the rugged, raw, tough Why you all bluff? 'Cause CDP had enough Yo [Outro: Madlib] Check it out, yo