Come on
Frank Sinatra vs. BIG Lyrics


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The motherfucker was amped
Nigga was motherfuckin' hyped up
The nigga just grabbed a nigga,snuffed a nigga
And it was on from there, the motherfucker, was not stopping him homes
(What the rest of his niggas do?)
Man, them motherfuckers was ready for anything
Them niggas was packing burners, niggas ready to fight with them
Whatever they had to do homes
Niggas on the real flip mode holmes
Niggas coming out like a motherfucker
Niggas was ancy like come on, come on, motherfuckers

Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

Let's go deep into the phrase, feel the sun rays
Off the forehead, everything is real
Biggie put me on this joint, so I'ma be the big wheel
Watch it spin, hey dad, placed your bet on seven
Peace to 106, 108, 110 and 111th
Hey Biggie, I understand you're from Brooklyn
With .22s in your shoes, yo, keep this joint cooking

Well, why not blow up the spot with Sadat?
Release the brainstorm to make your motherfucking brain warm
A strange form, something kind of lyrical
Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well, in God we trust, guns I bust
Got that disgusting, sewer-style dumping
And, uh, do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that I bring?
Make an MC wanna sing for a living
Take the beatdown we fucking giving
C'mon, motherfucker!

Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

What? Niggas want drama, putting work on my block
When I told y'all last week that shit was too hot
Selling deuces and treys cuts my dimes
Somebody don't get paid, somebody's block get sprayed
Reaction is delayed as ya run down the block
Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts
Ay yo, Biggie, tell these niggas I'ma hit 'em where it hurts
The Big City, it don't spare no bodies
Call me papi chulo, to all the Spanish mamis
I'm about ten blunts down, drank three or four stouts
Seen five fat asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey, your money, that's your stock, yo bitch, pass the Glock
I'ma tell them, "It can happen, don't play me with that rap shit"
Life is real, so Biggie take the steel

Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

I got seven MAC-11's, about eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's the shits never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks
Huh, that's how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give MCs the runs dripping
When I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flows remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the yayo
That's crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God I'm dropping shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listening, smacking babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill
And I'm talking 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it
'Cause I got mo' shots to pop ya
Big Poppa, breaking you off something proper
Signing off is the hardcore rap singer
AKA crack slinger, bring it any time nigga

Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on




Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to this song are about the artist's rise to success and how he had to work hard and overcome obstacles to get where he is. He talks about how he started winning when he was down and out and how he never needed any handouts to get to where he is now. He also discusses his father's bad habit of letting him down and how his music career has allowed him to make double what his father makes now. Despite all of his success, the artist still feels lonely and recognizes the haters who used to shit on him but are now hating on his opponents.


The artist also speaks on the fact that fame and success come with a cost. He talks about how he found himself in the hot seat and how his life is moving at Godspeed. He also mentions that his lady would end it all in a heartbeat if he were to lose the game. Additionally, he talks about how nothing comes for free in this world and how he had to work hard to earn his own budget. He finishes the song by stating that he is always up to something and that he will continue to rock on despite those who try to block him.


Line by Line Meaning

Been a minute but I’m here now
It's been a while since I've been around, but I'm back and ready to take on the world.


I’m just beginning to let my hair down
I'm starting to relax and enjoy myself now that I've made it this far.


I started winning when I was down and out
I found success even when things were tough and it seemed like I had nothing going for me.


If old McDonald had a farm I’d be the cash cow
I'm a valuable asset, like a cash cow on a farm, and people are looking to benefit from my talents.


I ain’t never need no handouts
I've never relied on anyone else to get where I am today.


Yeah my dad got a bad habit of letting me down
My father has disappointed me in the past and hasn't been there for me when I needed him.


He never gave me shit from his bank account
My father has never given me any financial support.


So I’m making double what he make, yeah that’s a big amount
Despite my father's lack of support, I've been successful and am now making more money than he ever has.


I was always lonely ain’t no difference at the top
Even though I've achieved success, I still feel isolated and alone.


It’s funny how these niggas who was shitting on me hating on the opps
People who used to criticize me are now envious of my success and resentful towards those who support me.


‘Cause they recognize the shit talk
Those who talk negatively about me are simply jealous and don't want to see me succeed.


If niggas really ‘bout it, why the hell they gotta leave it to their bosses?
If people are truly committed to their goals, why do they let others make decisions for them?


Thought you niggas had it on lock
I thought others had control, but I now realize that I have the power to shape my own destiny.


I always knew the nigga I would be, I never saw him in an office
I've always known who I am and what I'm capable of, and never saw myself working a traditional job in an office setting.


Had to throw these verses in a coffin
I had to bury my struggles and obstacles in order to move forward in my career.


If I get arrested it’s for arson
I'm willing to take risks and do whatever it takes to achieve success, even if it means breaking the law.


Burning all the bridges, yeah I’m dark skinned
I'm cutting ties with those who don't support me, even if it means losing friends or connections, and I'm proud of my heritage.


But I roll with caution
I'm still careful about the choices I make, even if I take risks in my career.


Use reality checks at an auction
I'm constantly taking a realistic look at my life and career and making adjustments as needed.


Pay a nigga off and get it popping and they can’t tell me nothing
I'm willing to invest in my career and take risks to achieve success, and no one can stop me.


Nigga nothing
I don't care about the opinions of those who don't support me.


That’s what I feel for these niggas
I don't have any respect or regard for those who don't believe in me or my goals.


I was nothing, now I’m something
I've overcome obstacles and found success, despite those who didn't believe in me.


Drop a tape then I drop top
I release new music and celebrate my success by driving my convertible with the top down.


Or I hotbox it, God knows how to get lost in it
I enjoy smoking marijuana and getting lost in the music, and I feel closer to a higher power when I do.


It’s all good, thankful I got options
I'm grateful for the opportunities and choices that have allowed me to achieve success.


But they don’t know what it cost me
Others may see my success, but they don't know the struggles and sacrifices I had to make to get there.


Ain’t shit in this world come free
Success requires hard work and sacrifices, and nothing is handed to you for free.


Yeah look at me, I’m something
Despite the obstacles I've faced, I'm proud of my success and who I've become.


But they don’t know what it cost me
Others may see my success, but they don't know what I had to do to achieve it.


I found myself in this hot seat
I'm in a position of power and scrutiny, and many are watching and analyzing my every move.


I was used to living in slow-mo
I was once complacent and didn't see myself achieving success, but I've since proven myself wrong.


All of a sudden my life is moving at Godspeed
My career and success are moving faster than ever, and it feels like a blessing from a higher power.


What would you do if the game lost me?
If I were to suddenly leave the music industry, what would those closest to me do or say?


Your lady would end it all in a heartbeat
Some are so invested in my success that they would be devastated if I were to leave the industry.


As long as I got a hot beat, oh man
As long as I have good music and talent, I'm confident in my ability to achieve success.


I was always the black sheep ignoring the flock, never let the wolf wear me
I've always been different from those around me and haven't let the negative influences or obstacles affect me.


I say nothing ‘cause the talk's cheap
I don't waste time on meaningless talk or gossip, actions speak louder than words.


Pull up on your block if you ever try to test we
I'm ready to defend myself and my success if others try to test me or bring me down.


We out in public but we never take pictures
I value my privacy and don't feel the need to document every moment of my life for social media.


I put a price on ‘em ‘cause nothing gon’ come free
Those who want to be part of my success or inner circle must prove themselves and show their worth, nothing is free.


Look at the way I’m living, I feel like I’m on a mission
I'm proud of my success and feel that I have a purpose and mission in life.


Back in momma’s good books, did it without a degree
My mother is proud of my success, and I was able to achieve it without a traditional college degree.


I fear nothing
I am not afraid of the obstacles or challenges that may come my way.


Fuck it, I’m always up to something
I'm always working towards something, whether it's new music, collaborations, or other opportunities.


They tried to stop me from earning my own budget
There were those who didn't believe in me or thought I couldn't make it on my own, but I've proven them wrong.


But I ain’t budging
I won't let others bring me down or sway me from my goals and passion.


Knew I was always gon’ get it
I always believed in myself and knew that I would achieve success one day.


You tried to block me, pathetic
Those who didn't support me or tried to bring me down are seen as weak and pathetic now that I've achieved success.


I stay rocking, you nothing
I'm successful and thriving, while those who doubted or criticized me are now irrelevant and insignificant.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: CHARLES AZNAVOUR, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, DON BLACK, GERRY GOFFIN, MICHAEL MASSER, ROBERT GALL, ROBERT A HALL

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Rayan

Man this mixtape has the best remixes ever! Two legends in one classic dope track! Masterpiece.

Jonas Belo

Notorios Big muito avançado pro tempo dele se tivesse vivo seria um dos Reis do rap junto de tupac👑👑👑...

Alec Torres

when i can get my two favorite genres of music in one song, i get what i like to call an eargasm. it's glorious. :]

Jacqueline Anderson

Blessed with this version, two legends combined!!!💯💯💯

Gabriel Ambroise

one of the nicest shit ive ever heard, can find remix like this any more, such creativity, love it and R.I.P them both.

Shakur Jesus

Pesada demais !!! 👑

Tre

This shits nasty...One of the best remixes ive ever heard

natedoggg2002

THIS IS THE MOST UNBELIEVEABLE MOST CREATIVE REMIX I HAVE EVER HEARD !!!!!

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this song is better then some rappers career

Mitchell Carlson

I wish these remixes were in Spotify!

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