Arena.
B.o.B Feat. Chris Brown & T.I. Lyrics

If anybody feeling fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them I know they feeling me now
If you're feeling good about yourself right now, show it by raising your hand up high, and declaring that you're killing it. I can feel that you're feeling me too.

And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for Still here with the same shoes that I had on from the get-go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia, for any of y'all that didn't know And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code
I still have a lifestyle that you would envy, but I haven't changed much and still have the same shoes I started with. I'm from Atlanta, and my zip code is 420, so I'm easy to locate. I used to be too broke to afford quality stuff like weed.

But back then couldn't get dro, 'cause back then I was this broke That's why I got so many hustles, bruh man from the fifth floor What would you do in the middle of the winter When the sun goes down and it gets cold?
I couldn't even afford weed back then, I was that broke. That's why I have so many hustles and learned from my friend who lived on the fifth floor. What do you do when it's freezing in the middle of winter?

Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows And my brother was always fresher I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go So that's why now this the type of life that I live for
I grew up in a house with no basic necessities like a stove, doors, walls, or windows. My brother was always fresher than me, and I had to wear his clothes to school. That's why I strive for a better life now.

Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit I would throw up on myself 'cause I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing Bare with my y'all, I'm this close
Sometimes, I was so disgusted with the situation that I would throw up on myself. Now I'm on top of the world and making things happen, and I'm close to my goals too. Excuse my language, pun intended, I'm awesome.

Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco? My past memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for
I've spent my whole life chasing money, and wondering where Nabisco is. I miss my past memories, but I also understand that life is about getting what you wish for.

I'm fresh off my pit stop, flow airtight with no Ziploc Get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this Tip hop I'm back standin' at the tip top where I belong, it won't be long 'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song, some chick gettin' my skeet on
I'm on a roll lately, my rapping style is flawless, and I don't need any filters to make it sound good. My music is becoming popular, and you will hear more of me on B.o.B songs, and I may even start a romantic liaisons with a girl.

To touch the sole of my feet, G you gon' have to get your reach on I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and I'm off the radar Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all I got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call
It's hard to reach me because I'm on a different level. I'm high and fly, with nobody noticing my presence. I have as much money as Bernie Madoff and employ some fearsome folks. So much so, I can get things done with a phone call.

Beg your pardon, I'm too hard, I disregard what you say Back up the trunk and pass the buck, here's where I'm stoppin' today Got swag all on me, homie, can't wipe it away we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums feel How you feel?
Excuse me, but I'm too cool for that and don't pay attention to your words. I'm done with this conversation, and let's put it behind us. I have all the swag, which can't be erased easily. That's what makes people feel the energy in the arenas, domes, and stadiums. What do you have to say to that?

And I'm still here in a black whip full of strange clouds And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down Still here for the east side, ain't a thing change but the bank account Hands high when I come 'round 'cause I'm killin' this shit nigga, hands down
I'm still rolling around in my stylish black car, with the air smelling of something unusual. I haven't changed my team, but only the bank account. People cheer when they see me because I'm doing such a great job.

And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe to toe with your whole squad With the soul of a soldier but even still I don't want no parts And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards
I always give my best no matter where I go, and I travel a lot. I couldn't care less if I'm alone, because I can take on a whole group myself. I have a soldier's spirit, but I want no part of useless fights. I don't deal with heartless people and you troublemakers need to watch your mouth.

I'm throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art, call me Mozart My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks like it's Noah's ark They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"
I'm usually crazy, but I have a wise soul. I may not be the brightest in my flow, but I'm great at creating art. They say my nightlife is very dramatic, and I have two ladies in my life like Noah's ark. They wear great dresses but no bras, and their bodies look heavenly.

From a poor child to on top like a mohawk But I always knew I'd go far, like a gas truck with no park So no applause, hold the applause Just put your hand up if you know the song
I've come a long way from my humble roots, and I am now at the top of my game, like the hairstyle called a Mohawk. I always knew that I'd be successful, much like a gas truck that never runs out. Please don't clap for me, but instead just raise your hand if you know the lyrics of this song.

If anybody feeling fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them I know they feeling me now And if you too fresh in the building Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them I know they feeling me now
If you're feeling energetic and confident right now, just show it by raising your hand. Shout out loud that you're slaying it, and I can feel that people are into me now. Even if you're feeling this fresh, just raise your hands and tell the world that you're also doing a great job.