Let Me Be Great

by N.O.R.E.

Victor Santiago, Jr., best known by his stage name N.O.R.E. or Noreaga (born September 6, 1976), is an American rapper. He is one half of the group Capone-N-Noreaga.




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B-Beatz N Da Hood
SP Killer
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Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate
Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Just let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate (oh)

Uh, I'm losing weight just to fit inside the Lamborghini
So when I roll, it's low carb on the linguine
Hair cuts just to stay in the house
And I've seen elephants be afraid of a mouse (uh)
40 years old, looking 24
Been in this game 20 years, I'm doing 20 more

Anytime we hit the block, yeah we mobbed up
Yung Reallie calling shots, get the job done
If Norea was Jordan, I'm Ramen
Move right in these street can't rob man
Two guns on my hip, no problem
Nigga [?] point the finger I got him (Reallie)

Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate
Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Just let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate (yah)

I grew up on these streets, so athletic
Always sold raw with the coke, no synthetic
You never went hard on the streets, you pathetic
You think I'm just a rapper now, but I said it
You can't go to war cause you broke, so just debt it
I have your whole block saliva, that's wetted

Fuck what you heard, we got shit lock
We on a different type of time, check the wrist watch
Yeah you hated on ya man, now the shit pop
We on South Beach, wearing flip-flops
You gonna see me on the gram, posting pics watch
All you hating ass niggas, hope your shit flops (ah)
(Reallie)

Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate
Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Just let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate (yo, ya)

I remember days I woke up and never give a fuck
Now I'm up here just trying to get my niggas up
Equally like Monopoly, frequently
We eat together, you niggas don't speak to me
Street niggas, employed niggas that's hard (hard)
You make a mean ass shoot, that make you god (god)

Yung Reallie, I'm the prince now (Reallie)
For the dirt, getting rich now
They wanna talk, fucking sit down
Wanna hate, talking shit now (pussy)
Prolly mad cause his bitch round (ah)
Different date, every state, yeah I'm lit now (facts)
Every state, different date, yeah I'm lit now (Reallie)

Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate
Just let me be great, let me be great
Move out my way, move out my way
Just let me be great, let me be great
Can you relate, can you relate (oh, oh)

We was just talking to a friend of mine and we was talking about uh self-esteem
And we were talking about how we tend to base our self-esteem
On what other people think
And that's not really self-esteem
Self-esteem is 'sposed to be about how we feel about ourselves
And I was just saying how dangerous it is to
Allow other people determine how you're gonna feel about you
And it's kinda like looking into a broken mirror
You gotta look in a broken mirror and change your face
To try to look good in this defiled, busted, broken mirror
And it just, other people's opinions is a really shitty way on how we determine how we feel 'bout ourselves
That's all I'm gonna say about that

Yo this is a closed section B
We N-R-E, you know what I mean
We bout to hit the wire, wire hit
Either way
You already got my point, closed section
[?] no Snapchat
Y'all need to stay off the motherfucking stories man
I can't have this shit right now, you know what I mean
This is a closed section Daddy
Ain't none of that wire here
We bout to hit the wire, wire hit, either way, B
[?] you get the point nigga
It's very simple my friend, very simple
You gotta relax with that fucking story shit
All that social media B, let's go Daddy

Written by: Victor Santiago

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