Enough...

Verse 1 ( Joe )

 

flyer than samsung's newest galaxy

a fantasy?

actually its reality cuz of support from family

enough is enough and i've had enough of this stuff

as they huff and they puff i plan to construct to obstruct

propping local artist the same as they do me

i made it my duty to make sure before i'm gone that they all knew me

let's take an adventure throughout my mind i wonder what we'll find

where my thoughts get left behind and there's no time for rewind

just play, the other day i left when i really wanted to stay

ok... what the fuck is there left for me to say

whats right whats wrong whether im here or im gone

why do people always hate on what you got and they want

there's no satisfying anyone, only pain it's the same

whats the use in sacrificing lots of strain for a little bit of change

a little bit of gain it's hard for me to explain

but think with strength from your brain you can achieve anything.

 

 

Verse 2 ( Wishy )

 

I'm labelled the black sheep

But I'm white

Call me the Ying Yang

I was different, they called me insane

and strange

Trying to rack my brain

Thinking, why do they call me these names?

Thoughts swarming, brainstorming

Thunder, lightning and rain

Raining tears

Teenage Rampage

Full of anger and rage

Poked and prodded

Locked in a cage

Mind's a firing range

Blasting like a 12 gauge

This isn't fair

God why?

I'm so desperate, I might even say a prayer

Just to try to propel myself from this living hell

But my thoughts overwhelm

Me

But I excelled

See?

Then my ego swelled

Glee

Grew and sprouted up like a tree

Then the weight of the world came crashing on me

And pushed me back under the ground

And I realized

I'm not any better than these people I penalized

Just tryin to be like these rappers I idolize

Analyze every rhyme

time and after time

Till I memorized it

Fantasizing

My life isn't even bad

But these thoughts are traumatizing

I can feel my temper rising and supersizing

as I talk to these people who criticize and terrorize me

Writing this rhyme, finally finalizing

Sitting in a dark corner crying and trying

To imagine myself flying instead of dying