Rap Meets Grime - Joe Grind, JME

Blocka blocka

It’s Joey, motherfucker

You thought I was a muppet

Now who’s laughing?

Waka Waka

I drop a mixtape

And a nigga makes another

Zero, zero, zero

And a nigga didn’t stutter

Getting cheddar and some butter

But ain’t tryna make a snack

Wanna make a whole mil

With this motherfucking rap

The Ds were on my back

And I could smell a rat

All the cheese was getting eaten

So a nigga left the trap

Now my hustle’s international

Got fans in Budapest

And they’re telling me I’m sick

A nigga need some Sudafed

Fam, I swear to God

Every song I write, I lose some stress

Get a little off my chest

Or it could just be the cheques that I get

Fam, I said I’m done

Stunting on these niggas

I’m tryna take my leave

Like some hungry caterpillars

Cause fam, I’m eating good

I should invite you round for dinner

But I’m getting my just dessert

Some ice cream, please, vanilla

Sat back, waited till my name got bigger

Now people saying «that's that nigga»

Now niggas getting that skrilla

Skinny boy but I’m worth five figures

You’re still fucking around with gorillas

Now I’m fucking around with godzillas

My niggas only fearing God

And nigga, you ain’t him, then we’re fearless

in case you don’t know

You’re listening to the sickest

My music gets me money

Respect and lots of bitches

Cause nigga, I’m a winner

You can check out my statistics

This is cinematic music

Makes you think you’re in the pictures

Serious, yeah, this is that run up in your house

Put your face on the floor music that man have been waiting for

One verse, nah, there’s blatantly more

To take the train off track with C4

I’ve been stopped and searched so many times

I create my own law

If I was Leonardo DiCaprio

I would have drapsed Kate Winslet straight off the door

Some man knew about Jme

But then they didn’t know about Grind

Some man knew about rap

Yeah, but then they didn’t know about grime

Bare man are gonna end up in jail

For raping the replay button online

Cuh man are on the same track

Yeah, it’s about time

This is that run up in your house, put the tool in your mouth

Music that man have been talking about

Natural flow, I ain’t forcing it out

Genius, so of course I’m about

To get that four-door Porsche and a house

That’s what I’m on right now

Or it’s Kianu Reeves, I’ll gun buck Morpheus

And then put both pills in my mouth

You’re listening to Jme and Joe

But not Adenuga, bruv

Man that are making music and robbing S

Show me love

When I get irate, pupils dilate

If you try violate, I will annihilate

So if you’re thinking about trying it

Don’t try, mate