Body In The Trunk 2
N.O.R.E. Lyrics

Got out the mall, yo
We left the mall

This weeded cat rockin' a fade
There was a guy who was high and had a fade haircut

In my face askin' can he see the grenade
He came up to me and asked if he could see the grenade

I woulda? let him see it
I almost let him see it

The way he came across I said nah beat it
I told him to go away because of how he approached me

Steph told me buck him
My friend Steph told me to confront him

When I reacted will said chill fuck him
But when I got angry, my friend Will told me to calm down and forget about him

Yo it?s a small world ya know that we?ll see him again
It's a small world and we'll probably see him again

He said fuck you
He said 'fuck you' to me

I said what repeat it again
I asked him to repeat what he said

Chill son you're weeded again
Calm down, you're high again

Slow down god you're speedin' again
Take it easy, you're rushing again

Face lookin' like you're fiendin' for hen
You look desperate for attention

Who that wit you, hide the gat yo nigga come here
Who is with you? Hide the gun, hey man, come here

You got a pistol that must mean you slingin' again
If you have a gun, it probably means you're involved in illegal activities again

Hey yo fuck it yo, I bucked him son
I ended up shooting him

'Cause he was on some stupid shit
Because he was acting foolishly

Thinking he the real thing
Thinking he was important or significant

When he was just a duplicate
But he was actually just a copy

Saying that he hate our clique hate our shit
Claiming that he hates our group and our music

Hate the firm album and the see N N clique
Disliking the album from the group 'The Firm' and the 'CNN' clique

He said he hate you and wish you ain't have a six
He said he hates you and wishes you didn't have a luxury car

He had coliseum jewelry no tito tricks
He was wearing flashy jewelry, not cheap imitations

that's what he supposed to get nigga play you close he gets hit
That's what he deserved for trying to deceive you

Laying in dirt for something you say you get hurt
He ended up dead for disrespecting you

Fuck around though, probably with some old school shit
But it's possible that it could've been a similar incident from the past

How bad you hit him up god? You, he's ghost and shit?
How badly did you shoot him? Is he dead now?

I had the Queens hoodie on wit the blood on my sleeve
I was wearing a hoodie from Queens with blood stains on it

Gave that nigga one offer he could take or he leave
I gave that guy one choice, either he takes it or leaves

But it?s a body in the trunk son it?s getting scary
But there's a dead body in the trunk and it's becoming frightening

What if police pull us over and smell that corpse?
What if the police pull us over and smell the dead body?

Yo send it, go in the trunk light an incense
Go in the trunk and light an incense to mask the smell

Spray the lysol all over the car
Spray Lysol all over the car to cover up any odors

I know you wasn't dead then but you're hear now paul
I know you weren't dead at that time, but now you're here, Paul

Yo it happened like an hour or two
It happened about an hour or two ago

I showered wit boo
I took a shower with my girlfriend

Wasted a little time
I spent some time doing nothing important

Didn't want to disturb you
I didn't want to bother you

For some reason yo, I couldn't sleep
For some reason, I couldn't fall asleep

Yo slept with my heat
I slept with my gun

Yo you think you in some movie shit son?
Do you think this is like some movie scenario, son?

I think you're losing it
I think you're going crazy

Pop the trunk who's the kid?
Open the trunk, who is that person?

You really had to buck him?
You really had to shoot him?

You couldn't just snuff him?
Couldn't you just punch him?

Yo he had to lose his wig?
You had to make him lose his hair?

Fuck you bring him here for?
Why did you bring him here?

What you think I could do?
What do you think I can do?

Somebody could?ve followed you
Somebody could've followed you

Fuck it nigga I?ll ride wit you
Forget it, I'll go along with you

Some real niggas gonna do what we gotta do
Real people like us will do what we need to do

Slide in this wip and we out
Get in the car and let's go

Empty the clip in his mouth fuck it
Shoot him multiple times in the mouth, forget it

That's how we move in this game
That's how we operate in this criminal world

Rulin' this game niggas stayin' true to this game
Dominating and staying loyal to this lifestyle

Yo son I shot him in the parking lot
I shot him in the parking lot

Right in the mall
Right there in the mall

If I would have left the body
If I had left the body there

The police would have crawled
The police would have discovered it

Yo, I did that chopped the body up
Yeah, I did that, I dismembered the body

Fuck the chit chat kick back
Forget the small talk, relax

I just lit up so here hit that
I just lit up a joint, so here, smoke it

Pull over somewhere god
Stop the car somewhere, man

Where I could piss at
Where I can go pee

Pop the trunk let a nigga see who it is
Open the trunk and let me see who it is

Not now son maintain and stick to the biz
Not right now, son, stay focused on the business at hand

Yo you hidin' it, let a nigga know what he ridin' wit
You're hiding it, let me know what I'm dealing with

A?ight son, calm down calm down chill
Alright, son, calm down, relax

(Let me see the nigga)
(Let me see the person)

I'm a let you see the nigga man
I'll let you see the person, man

(Turn him around)
(Turn the person around)

Turn him over ya know what I'm sayin'
Flip him over, you know what I mean

(Oh yeah, oh yeah I know that man)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, I know who that is)

Word?
Really?

Nigga name known
That guy's name is well-known

Just came home
He just got out of prison

Thought he cut his shit
Thought he cut his hair

Stiarwaves on nigga kept it on some rugged shit
He had waves in his hair and kept it on some tough, street-style

Yo son the way you're talking make it sound like why?all cool
The way you're talking makes it sound like you two were friends

Like you and this nigga used to go to school
Like you and this guy used to go to school together

Back in 204 son tell me it's not
Back in 2004, son, tell me it's not true

Yo pop chill the way he had his soul on the rock
Dad, calm down, the way he looked like he was struggling

He was on top
He used to be successful

Locked from the bottom to top
Starting from the bottom and working his way up

Now this nigga just layin' our trunk straight popped
Now this guy is just dead, lying in our trunk

We need a spot where we can dump him
We need a place where we can dispose of him

Without no noise
Without attracting attention

My niggas ain't tryin' to alert no boys
My friends don't want to attract the attention of the police

This ain't no game god
This is serious, man

Dump his body in the train yard
Leave his body in the train yard

Under the seven line
Under the subway line number 7

We couldn't have picked a better time
We couldn't have chosen a better moment

The way he actin' he acting like he dead
The way he's behaving, it's as if he's already dead

Yo it?s a body in the trunk son
Yeah, we have a dead body in the trunk, son

So what's it gonna be
So, what's the plan?

A nigga layin' dead 'cause he came for me
A guy is dead because he tried to harm me