Grimey
N.O.R.E. Lyrics

Yeah nigga - part four muh'fucker
This is the fourth entry in a series, and it's starting off strong

Thugged out nigga (Grimey)
I'm a tough guy who doesn't mess around

Neptunes - nigga what nigga (Grimey)
I'm collaborating with the Neptunes and it's lit

Violator - nigga what nigga (Grimey)
I'm also working with Violator, it's a big deal

This shit is serious - type serious (Grimey)
I'm not messing around, this is a serious project

Uh, uh-uh, nigga what nigga (Grimey)
I'm getting hyped up, feeling the flow

Uh, uh-uh, part four nigga (Grimey)
I'm back for part four and it's gonna be amazing

It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury nigga
I'm living large and in charge, my jewelry is fit for a king and I'm unstoppable

I smoke boogies, conspiracy theory
I smoke cigarettes and have my own thoughts and ideas about things

It's like I'm Malcolm, with just the X
I feel like I'm a revolutionary figure, like Malcolm X

These bitches swear they in love but it's just the X
Girls claim to love me, but it's just for my status or image

Niggas act like, my coke ain't long in stress
Some people doubt my drug dealing success and ability to handle the stress

Like I don't keep two shotguns, under my chest
But I have weapons hidden, ready to protect myself

I flip, obsolete see I'm the king of the streets
I'm taking over the rap game and street scene

And show muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats
I'm skilled at rapping over Neptunes production and ready to demonstrate

In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the Grammy
I believe the late rapper Big Pun should have won a Grammy for his music

This year I'll bring the shit home to his family
But this year, I plan to win the Grammy and dedicate it to Big Pun's family

Go 'head, and keep hatin, until you receive
People can hate on me all they want, but they'll eventually see my success

Mad volts in your chest plate, hard to breathe
They'll even feel envious or upset about my achievements, as if they were electrocuted

See you a hater like Star & Buc, nigga what
Anyone who hates on me is like the radio duo Star & Buc Wild

And fuck Tommy Boy, them niggaz just suck
And I don't want to work with Tommy Boy records, they're not good enough

I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my spit
I'm the best there is, and I'm so desirable that girls will even swallow my spit

Wanna drink every bottle I sip
People want to be like me and have what I have, even drinking from the same bottle as me

Nigga when that heat, is bustin off
When guns are fired, and things get dangerous

And the ambulance come, and rush you off
When emergency services respond to the scene of the shooting

And the witness like - we don't know dem boys
And the bystanders refuse to cooperate with the investigation and identify those responsible

Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey
Me and my crew are celebrating, feeling good

Then we resume, hangin with stars
We continue on with our party, hanging out with celebrities

Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars
We live in big homes and drive luxurious cars

Then we drive and scream - nigga FUCK the law
We feel untouchable and can openly defy the law

I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speech
I've collaborated with some of the best, and improved my rapping abilities

We Violator violatin, y'all niggaz capiche?
I'm part of the Violator crew, and we're killing it - do you understand?

It's unsafe like late night on (?) Beach
Things can get unsafe and dangerous, like walking alone late at night

Drink some river ranches and get slurped at least
But we don't care, we'll even drink questionable drinks and party hard

Let's have fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz dunn wit it
Let's have fun with it, in Queensbridge my crew are great at it

Niggaz had hit records, but we done did it
Other rappers have had successful songs, but we've surpassed them

Pop a collar; see them chicks they like to holla N.O.!
Girls are interested in me, and yell out my name

You know them hoes already know they gotta swallow
They know what they have to do to be with me

Money like Nutty Professor - fat as fuck
I'm making a lot of money, like the character in the movie Nutty Professor

Four gold albums; ain't none of it luck
I've earned my success, selling four gold albums

Brad Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you up
I'm like Brad Pitt in Fight Club - intense and dangerous

Since you, seem so tense release the mutts
If you're feeling tense or nervous, let's release the aggressive dogs (metaphorically)

I'm connected, the police release my cuffs
I have connections and can even get out of trouble with the law

Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel more
Fillmore is my nickname, but I'm so confident I'll even feel more

Nigga this my year, you gonna feel Nore
This year is mine, and everyone will feel my presence

Money we got it but still try and feel more
We have a lot of money, but still want more

Type of niggarole, we must be dunns (Grimey)
We're living a wild lifestyle, so people must think we're done for

Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns (Grimey)
We have makeshift weapons like toothbrush shanks and rusty guns

Nigga get popped can't hush me son (Grimey)
If someone dies, they can't silence me or my music

Sellin everything 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey)
I'm selling drugs until I get caught by the police

93 Ac' fuck a Range nigga (Grimey)
I don't need a fancy Range Rover, I have a 1993 Acura

Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)
I'm so intense and excited, I'm drooling on your expensive chain

Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey)
We have Reynolds wrap to cook crack, and wear doo-rags to complete the look

Never cleanin up, nigga screw that (Grimey)
We don't clean our homes or worry about that, we have better things to do

You see we unbreakable, y'all niggaz is uncapable
We're unstoppable and unbreakable, but other rappers can't keep up

We 2G nigga we use gats that's untraceable
We're part of the 2G crew and use guns that can't be traced back to us

Still smokin, and niggaz know how I do it
I'm still smoking weed and everyone knows it

Keep big shanks, shit'll cut in half your Buick
I have big knives to defend myself, they could even cut a car like a Buick in half

Just me and shorty, late night in the park
It's just me and my girl, hanging out in the park late at night

And gettin so much brains I'm startin to feel smart
We're engaging in sexual activity and I'm feeling so good, I'm starting to feel smarter

Off Beelzebub, feelin my love with cold heart
I'm feeling good from the drugs, but also feeling disconnected and emotionless

See these fake niggaz, my fists'll break niggaz
I can't stand fake people and will physically fight them

We switchin labels, now it's time to break niggaz
I'm switching record labels and will dominate the industry, literally breaking other rappers

Hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey
I'm feeling amazing and want everyone to know it

This shit is serious (Grimey)
Overall, this song and my career are serious and important to me

(Grimey) (Grimey)
This is a gritty and dirty lifestyle, constantly surrounded by danger and illegal activity