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