Not Enough

[Verse 1: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh]

We spent the last year writing rhymes, doing shows, and shopping records

And traveled all around the world to spread the message

'Cause ain't no rest for the weary when it comes to my team

We only sleep on December the 32nd

DJ's dissin' the album before they check it

Dealin' with their managers and program directors

And even though I try not to stress it, 

Sometimes it feels like a waste of time and not worth the effort

Naw, but I won't let it

Put a block on my team's hustle for a second

Poobie keep it rushing, as long as Tay and I on the mic

And 9th is on the percussion, these fronting dudes can't say nothing

It was only time 'fore we finally spoke out

Plenty cold nights ahead, I suggest you get your coats out

No time to stand here, lips poked out, we 'bout to close-out that stored up doubt

And keep it moving

[Hook: Darien Brockington]

Seems like whatever I do

It's not enough for you

I paid the cost and gave you my all

But you still want more

I'm still standing right here

But it seems so unfair

That I sacrifice and give you my life

But you still want more

[Verse 2: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh]

Been a long time comin'

But damn, we just made it

So much to discuss so frustrated

Yes, I must say that the industry lost touch

Radio better play this, cause Tay's style is nuts

And y'all's is just dated

It's history in the making

When I write it's for all of N.C., call me the state pen

And now I'm making my name for those who hate that I'm

Staking my claim just like Nationwide

Radio, them suckas never play us

Took our wax to the station and they straight played us

That's how the game got contaminated

And now they sayin' we're at fault like the San Andreas

And still trying to play us, 

But not spin the record or disc

I got a fire burning deep that will not be extinguished

I mean this from the depths of my soul

People no more mind talk let my heart take control (ohhhhh)

[Hook: Darien Brockington]

Seems like whatever I do

It's not enough for you

I paid the cost and gave you my all

But you still want more

I'm still standing right here

But it seems so unfair

That I sacrifice and give you my life

But you still want more

- Listen to this, just listen to this

- Uh, right now, we gettin' it right now and now we gonna give you what you want

- Just listen to this, just listen to this

- I'm talking you, you, you, and all of you in the back

And in the middle in the front, come on

[Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh & Phonte]

Homie, this here is pain

I'm speaking on this pitiful thing

That's now forever stained in the banks of my memory

You probably like, "they running this, B"

But naw, I'll doubt we'll ever be

It's funny cats don't remember me

And don't think 'cause we all here that it's gonna be all we

Or all love, it's all bugged

Trying to mask them emotions with pounds and hugs

No more I say gotta make 'em pay

'Cause I'm tired of getting stepsonned in the worst way – just wait

These chips on my shoulder gettin' stacked

When my pockets catch up, Pooh's never turning back

Yo, I ain't never heard a actor blow and go global

Then come back home and still be called "local"

And when we onstage, the people they all front

Dope beats, dope rhymes – what more do y'all want? (Shout it out!)

[Hook: Darien Brockington]

Seems like whatever I do

It's not enough for you

I paid the cost and gave you my all

But you still want more

I'm still standing right here

But it seems so unfair

That I sacrifice and give you my life

But you still want more

Ladies and gentlemen...

Our next performer needs absolutely no introduction

He's given the world such classic hits as "Rollover Love" and "Big Girl Lovin'"

Please welcome one of soul music's pioneers –

Mr. Percy Miracles