Arena
B.o.B Feat. Chris Brown & T.I. Lyrics
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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
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
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?
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
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
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
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
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
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
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?
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
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
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'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!"
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
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 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
The song "Arena" by B.o.B, featuring Chris Brown and T.I, is an anthem for those who feel fresh and confident. The lyrics encourage people to celebrate their success and acknowledge the fact that others are feeling them now. B.o.B begins by reminiscing about his past struggles and how he has worked hard to earn his success. He talks about growing up in a house without basic amenities, wearing his brother's clothes to school, and having to vomit due to illness. However, he also mentions how these hardships have shaped him and brought him to the point where he is killing it. T.I. then joins in and emphasizes that he is at the top of his game, no longer wanting to deal with people who lack heart. Chris Brown sings the hook, encouraging everyone to hold their hands high and celebrate their success.
The lyrics of "Arena" are an expression of the pride and self-confidence that can come with hard work and success. The artists want their fans to feel the same level of confidence and pride in their own accomplishments, encouraging them to hold their hands high and proclaim that they are killing it. The song is an anthem for all those who have worked hard to achieve their goals and are now reaping the success they deserve.
Line by Line Meaning
If anybody feeling fresh in the building
If anyone here is feeling confident and stylish
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
Raise your hand as a symbol of your confidence
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
Acknowledge your own success and skill
I know they feeling me now
I am aware that others recognize my talent
And if you too fresh in the building
And if you are also confident and stylish
Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
Raise your hand as a symbol of your confidence
And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for
Despite my success, I still have a desirable lifestyle
Still here with the same shoes that I had on from the get-go
I have not forgotten where I came from
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia, for any of y'all that didn't know
I am proud of my hometown and want to represent it
And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code
My address is easy to remember due to its association with marijuana
But back then couldn't get dro, 'cause back then I was this broke
In the past, I was too poor to afford marijuana
That's why I got so many hustles, bruh man from the fifth floor
I have multiple sources of income to support myself
What would you do in the middle of the winter
Imagine a difficult situation
When the sun goes down and it gets cold?
When it gets dark and temperatures drop
Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows
Growing up in a poorly equipped home
And my brother was always fresher
My sibling had better clothes and style than I did
I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go
I wore my brother's clothes to school
So that's why now this the type of life that I live for
I now appreciate and enjoy my current lifestyle because of my previous difficulties
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit
As a child, I experienced physical illness
I would throw up on myself 'cause I was so sick to my stomach
I was so nauseous that I vomited on myself
Now I'm the shit, fix the plumbing
Now I am successful and able to afford repairs and improvements
Bare with my y'all, I'm this close
Please be patient, I am close to achieving my goals
Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?
I have spent my entire life pursuing wealth and success
My past memories, I miss those
I miss certain aspects of my past, despite my current success
Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for
I now have what I have worked for
I'm fresh off my pit stop, flow airtight with no Ziploc
I am currently performing well at the highest level
Get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this Tip hop
My music has its own style and genre
I'm back standin' at the tip top where I belong, it won't be long
I am back to my position of success and will maintain it
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song, some chick gettin' my skeet on
Until my next song, possibly featuring B.o.B and sexual lyrics
To touch the sole of my feet, G you gon' have to get your reach on
I am very successful and unreachable
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and I'm off the radar
I am highly successful and can go unnoticed
Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all
I have a lot of money and can pay off criminals
I got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call
I have connections and can get things done quickly and easily
Beg your pardon, I'm too hard, I disregard what you say
I am confident and do not care about your criticisms
Back up the trunk and pass the buck, here's where I'm stoppin' today
I am currently at my current level of success and do not plan to stop right now
Got swag all on me, homie, can't wipe it away we too ill, ill
I have a lot of confidence and style that cannot be diminished
That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums feel
My success and style have led to large venues like arenas, domes, and stadiums
How you feel?
Do you feel the same as me?
And I'm still here in a black whip full of strange clouds
I am still successful and riding in a car with tinted windows
And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down
I have maintained my team of associates and friends, who have also succeeded
Still here for the east side, ain't a thing change but the bank account
I still represent and support my hometown of the east side
Hands high when I come 'round 'cause I'm killin' this shit nigga, hands down
People recognize my success and raise their hands in acknowledgement
And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard
I travel frequently and intensely
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe to toe with your whole squad
I do not need anyone to back me up, I am capable of handling a group by myself
With the soul of a soldier but even still I don't want no parts
Despite my toughness, I do not want any physical confrontation
And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards
I do not associate with people lacking in compassion or bravery
I'm throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark
I may seem unpredictable or inexperienced, despite my tough exterior
Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art, call me Mozart
My music may seem simple, but it is creative and intelligent
My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks like it's Noah's ark
My social life is wild and often involves multiple women
They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"
The women I am with have attractive appearances and I am excited about it
From a poor child to on top like a mohawk
I have gone from being poor to being successful and visible
But I always knew I'd go far, like a gas truck with no park
Despite my past difficulties, I always believed in my future success
So no applause, hold the applause
Please do not clap or cheer
Just put your hand up if you know the song
Instead, raise your hand if you are familiar with the song
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons, Lukasz Gottwald, Henry Russell Walter, Clifford Joseph Jr. Harris
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@aidanreed6610
Vintage B.o.B, definitely miss this era.
@piotr477
me too.
@GabrielAugusto-ef1kj
B.o.b é o cara
@MambaZay
Yup idk how this song is not that popular... Chris brown and t.i on one song together? Yup, only 1 million views.. SMFH
@iamtonearmz6219
Fuck you cuz this was only an audio not an actual video! SMH on you XP!
@king...675
Nostalgia
@butterfly26505
Breezy makes every tune better, that’s an undeniable fact! Chris Brown’s voice is magnetic. I’m drawn to every song he sings a note in.
@MYNiqqa-qw1my
I think most of B.o.B fans anticipated a music video for this song.
@JabbyandMabby101
Ya I'm waiting
@CrayCrayProds
still waiting