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ran reed - enough lyrics

[intro: ran reed & sample]

enough, enough
n-gg-s actin’ rough but a rapper and a k!lla don’t mix

enough, enough
see i’ma call your bluff ’cause a rapper and a k!ller can’t mix

[verse 1: ran reed]

i don’t bust glocks to tag some more musician
usin’ my intuition to destroy compet-tion
brothas need to chill with the fantasy stuff
they in the record dealin’ and they plan to be rough
enough ’cause everybody knows you son
youse a p-ssy and your a&r controls you son
sellin’ dreams to hip hop fiends, you got your nerves
i bet you never thought that you get kicked to the curve
down on your luck ’cause your gimmick is through
you was big for a minute or two but now it’s over
no spotlight, no videos and such
no more things like groupie hoes to touch
i told you keep it real from junk
instead you got played like the chump with the kick to your rump
that’s why ran reed stays away from the tricks
’cause a rapper and a k!lla don’t mix

[hook: ran reed & sample]

enough, enough
… they’re just a front
n-gg-s actin’ rough but a rapper and a k!lla don’t mix
i said they’re really not real, they’re just a front
enough, enough
see i’ma call your bluff ’cause a rapper and a k!lla can’t mix

i said they’re really not real, they’re just a front
enough, enough
n-gg-s actin’ rough but a rapper and a k!lla don’t mix
i said they’re really not real, they’re just a front
enough, enough
see i’ma call your bluff ’cause a rapper and a k!lla can’t mix

[verse 2: ran reed]

i turn my radio on but ain’t hearin nuttin’
n-gg-s makin’ frowns but they ain’t scarin’ nuttin’
talkin’ about the horror but what about tomorrow?
i guarantee your -ss’ll be sayin’ sayonara
cut all your jibin’, i see right through you
it’s time for this n-gg- here to school you
now who you, think you’re portrayin’?
you’re only contradictin’ what you’re sayin’
’cause real n-gg-s know that you’re playin’
sad, it makes me mad
when the brother got a voice to speak but his choice is weak
sendin’ out the wrong message to hip hop kids
committin’ mad murders but you never did bits
sellin’ drama what you lack in sk!ll
my man tell me what’s your definition of real?
tryna front but you really ain’t amazin’
now watch your rap career shrivel up like a raisin

[hook: ran reed & sample]

[verse 3: ran reed]

you shoot on my bed, fantasies ain’t amusin’
’cause you corny, contradictive and confusin’
you’re b-llsy when you flap your trap
n-gg-s ever give you that ’cause your raps is cr-p
i suggest, run to your rest, write a new rap
instead of talkin’ about your gun in your vest
’cause n-gg-s gettin’ hit till your schemes in the scenes
or your themes are nothin’ but exaggerated dreams
so come and catch a contact
with the kid who [?] without a contract
no deal but we keep it real
sk!ll, is what you lack to be exact
you’re wack, so ran had to put you on your back

[hook: ran reed & sample]

[outro: sample x5]

i said they’re really not real, they’re just a front

- ran reed lyrics

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