THE ANTHEM
B. Magic Lyrics
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Niggaz... bitches...
Uhh
[Chorus]
(Niggaz) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words I say because
Check it out, uhh
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
What are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Got mad guns up in the cabin
Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin shit
I make it happen, you got your ass caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
I blow up spots like little sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Niggaz grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
the little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, read all between the lines
A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to find
[Chorus: x 2]
(How ya livin Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smokin skunk and mad Phillies
Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
Shit get drastic, I'm buryin ya bastards
Big Poppa never softenin
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin
Leave the fucker coughin up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Covered the wife, kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
She whippin my ride, countin my one'
The Anthem by B. Magic features a sample from Notorious B.I.G.'s verse in the song "The What" from his album "Ready to Die." The chorus instructs listeners to grab their genitals if they love hip-hop and rub their breasts if they love Big Poppa, setting the tone for a rap anthem. The first verse draws comparisons between B. Magic's skills as a rapper and the firepower in his possession. He names his guns and references how he doesn't shy away from using them. B. Magic goes on to describe the havoc he wreaks on his enemies, using vivid imagery and wordplay.
The second verse focuses on Biggie's lifestyle of crime and excess. He mentions smoking weed, beating down his enemies, and robbing preachers. The verse ends with Biggie describing the luxury items he owns and the women in his life. Overall, the song is a celebration of hip-hop culture and the alpha males who dominate it.
Line by Line Meaning
Niggaz... bitches...
Addressing the audience with a polarizing statement.
(Niggaz) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
Encouraging male fans to show their enthusiasm for the genre.
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Encouraging female fans to show adoration for the rapper.
Gotcha, open off the words I say because
Acknowledging the effect his words have on listeners.
"This type of shit it happens everyday" --> Slick Rick
Referencing Slick Rick's hit song "Children's Story" to emphasize the commonplace nature of violent conflict in the rapper's environment.
Check it out, uhh
Transitioning into a verse.
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
Asking rhetorically who is more prolific in their marijuana consumption.
What are you a idiot?
Questioning the intelligence of those who can't keep up with his rapid-fire lyrics.
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Drawing a comparison between his powerful lyrics and the M1 carbine rifle.
Got mad guns up in the cabin
Admitting to owning multiple firearms.
Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin shit
Implying that his crew member is not interested in smaller criminal activities.
I make it happen, you got your ass caught
Asserting his abilities as a criminal mastermind.
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
Describing the fear and chaos that ensues when he commits a crime.
Or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
Threatening violence against anyone who sees him commit a crime.
I blow up spots like little sisters
Comparing his explosive acts to those of immature children.
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Challenging others to face their fears and anxieties.
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Boasting that he commits homicides with elegance and grace.
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Referring to his posse as a tight-knit group.
Niggaz grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
Encouraging both men and women to be alert to potential danger.
the little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Drawing attention to his wealth and status.
Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur, yaknahmean?
Using slang to convey his coolness and extravagance.
Stack the green, read all between the lines
Encouraging the pursuit of wealth and power.
A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to find
Warning those who cross him that they will face dire consequences.
[Chorus: x 2]
Repeating the catchy and provocative chorus.
(How ya livin Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Describing his lifestyle and circle of acquaintances.
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Acknowledging the corruption and deceit of those around him.
Smokin skunk and mad Phillies
Admitting to smoking high-quality marijuana and cheap, machine-made cigars.
Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
Describing his successes in criminal enterprise.
If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
Boasting about his skills in robbery.
Shit get drastic, I'm buryin ya bastards
Promising to go to extreme lengths to retaliate against those who cross him.
Big Poppa never softenin
Asserting his strength and toughness.
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin
Describing a hypothetical crime he might commit.
Leave the fucker coughin up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Imagining the scenario in which he would harm a victim.
Covered the wife, kleenex for the kid's tears
Showing a lack of remorse for collateral damage.
Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
Boasting about his designer clothing and attractive female partners.
She whippin my ride, countin my one's
Describing a luxurious lifestyle.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Global Talent Publishing
Written by: KIMBERLY JONES, JAMES LLOYD, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, RODOLFO ANTONIO FRANKLIN, GENE DOZIER, KENNY ST. LEWIS, DICK RUDOLPH, MINNIE RIPERTON
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