Enough

[Verse 1:] Boy Sand runnin wit scissors Spread peace and love to brothers an sisters Maintain during heat waves an blizzards Telecast d day we still have blizzard Wicks care, marks, smadge eye and wizards More than enough, guts and gizzards It is evident, props I deserve Thank thee president is half lizard Long way from the basement we pay tigga No veecon eva call me nigga It’s not pop even though it’s popular Ask onto God to stop my ticker Ho, ho, ho, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah School d hardknocks, yea hall monitor It’s boy not for Brandy or Monica Stevie Colhorn I’m on d harmonica I represent a brand new species Run up on yo windshield a brand new sweejies Type a champ that make you think I eat nal wheaties Type of flow make you think I drink nambingi I don’t know what to say these mitsubishi I don’t mess wit little girls, dress too shi-shi Friends be on d tif but d if too cheesy Stapled button ish makes d ish looks easy Enough! [Verse 2:] Come your highness, they await you Pardon my slang talk, rap tourettes Mind like a steel trap, open as a milk crate Eloquent, elephant that neva forgets Ever since my congress went cassettes From d moment you send it to my house of reps I feel a bust to get so upset When I lay down the law on bills at the steps Capital J, always been the constant, consonant Consistent, concrete Drop shit, like I’m incontinent Hop ship on every continent Good grief, my favourite compliment Good tea, my only supplement Appreciate all my properties Nothing stoppin me when I up the rent My cure for things that I can’t prevent First I vent, then I circumvent No need to throw softball underhand This is Alison in chains, live from wonderland God damn, louder clap your hands! Do what he’s doin, on tempo jack Steal d show when engage d low jack I know it’s a trap car, I’ll bring it right back Enough! [Verse 3:] Fundamental, blowin out d candle Jock holy man, no sandals See him in his wonders, anything is squanders Recognized by old break dance graffiti marvels Pack full of pain still dancin in the rain We’re short on the credit, damn it’s the same Clown with a smile filling hands in d game Laugh at the mothafucka! Back in d team Beyond the humane left the light bell Quarter sensation like a stain in d mirror Still doesn’t get it could I write it any clearer Get yo popcorn as d night gets nearer And once the sun comes back Claim it a day you neva fake one jack They push yo panic button summin like a thumb tack Fat buddhist d same man dat shit is dumb whack Right off the coast you could feel it like d breeze So brand new to put yo mind at ease Worse than drugs, yes stress is a disease So far gone, neva find me please You mail d storm in, see it in d night They boy’s way on when he rockin his mic Homeboy Sandman, Kurious Carnage, clearing d way Come on cease wid d garbage Enough!