Anthem
LIL NOTORIOUS Lyrics
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(Niggas) 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
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
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
Niggas grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
The little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Playin' Big Willie style with a chauffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, read all between the lines
A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to find
(Niggas) 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
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
(Niggas) 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
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
(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's, thinkin' I'm richest
Just the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what else to say
I've been robbin' niggas since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know my flow,
Detrimental to your health
Usually roll for self, I have son ridin' shotgun
My mind's my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started rappin'
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggas know the half
Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths
Runnin' up in pretty bitches constantly
The Smalls bitch, who the fuck it was supposed to be?
(Niggas) 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
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
(Niggas) 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
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
I used to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my niggas backs
Nines in the stores, glocks in the bags
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money with the Arabs
No question, confession, yes it's the lyrical
Bitches squeeze your tits, niggas grab your genitals
Proteins and minerals, excluse subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you Willies and criminals
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin'' nigga Biggie
Bitches love the way I bust a rhyme
'Cause they all in line screamin' one more time
Niggas, grab your dicks if you love hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up
The lyrics of LIL NOTORIOUS's song 'ANTHEM' express the love for the hip-hop genre and Big Poppa, a rapper's alias for Christopher Wallace aka The Notorious B.I.G, who was a well-known rapper during the 90s in New York. The lyrics convey the impact of the rapper's music on his fans, expressed by telling them to grab their genitals, and mentioning how listening to hip-hop and Big Poppa is an everyday event for people. The song also includes references to drug use and criminal activities, which were common themes in rap music during that period.
The song's title "ANTHEM" itself implies it as an anthem song for the rap music fans. The lyrics are filled with metaphors and wordplay, creating a sense of drama and emphasizing the message that fans should grab onto hip-hop's energy and embrace the power it holds. The switching between referring to Black people as "niggas" and women as "bitches" could be interpreted as reinforcing harmful stereotypes, but it's also a call-to-arms of sorts, encouraging fans to embrace their identities, sexuality, and strength.
Line by Line Meaning
Niggas uh, bitches ha uh
Gendered call and response, establishing the song's playful attitude towards sex and hip-hop culture
Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
Invitation to male listeners to engage with the song's raw, aggressive energy
Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Invitation to female listeners to engage with the song's celebration of sexual excess and luxury
Gotcha, open off the words I say because
Acknowledgment of the artist's power and charisma to capture listeners' attention
"This type of shit it happens everyday"
Acknowledgment of the harsh, violent realities of life in the hood
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
Challenge to rival rappers, boasting of the artist's own drug use and excess
What are you a idiot?
Insult towards rival rappers, fueling the artist's own sense of superiority
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Comparison of the artist's lyrical prowess to powerful machine guns
Got mad guns up in the cabin
Boastful claim of the artist's readiness to defend himself and his crew
'Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin' and dabbin' shit
Acknowledgment of a member of the artist's crew who is less inclined to engage in criminal activity
I make it happen, you got your ass caught
Boastful claim of the artist's power to execute criminal activity successfully
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
Graphic description of a violent encounter, emphasizing the artist's willingness to use deadly force
Or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
Threat to rival rappers and others who might pose a threat to the artist, linked to the song's gun culture
I blow up spots like little sisters
Boastful claim of the artist's power to cause disruption and chaos
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Challenge to rival rappers and others to keep up with the artist's intense, aggressive energy
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Boastful claim of the artist's aesthetic sense, even in acts of violence
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Celebration of the artist's crew and their close bonds, inspired by the Luke dancers in hip-hop videos
Niggas grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
Direct appeal to listeners' sense of excitement and adventure, encouraging them to align with the artist's persona
The little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Boastful claim of the artist's wealth and luxury lifestyle
Playin' Big Willie style with a chauffeur, yaknahmean?
Boastful claim of the artist's status as a successful, wealthy rapper
Stack the green, read all between the lines
Directive to listeners to focus on the artist's wealth and power, and the hidden meanings in his lyrics
A nigga act up, makes the bastard hard to find
Threat to rival rappers and others who might cross the artist, emphasizing his willingness to use violence to defend himself
(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Question and answer format, emphasizing the artist's lifestyle and persona as a gangster rapper
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Acknowledgment of the artist's criminal associates, emphasizing his status as a dangerous and feared figure
Smokin' skunk and mad Phillies
Boasting of the artist's drug use and love of cheap cigars
Beatin' down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
Boastful claim of the artist's power to intimidate and dominate other gangsters
If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
Boastful claim of the artist's success and skill in criminal activity
Shit get drastic, I'm buryin' ya bastards
Threat to rival gangsters and any others who might oppose the artist
Big Poppa never softenin'
Claim that the artist is always hard and tough, never giving in or compromising
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin'
Graphic imagery of the artist's willingness to commit violent crimes
Leave the fucker coughin' up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Graphic description of the artist's violent acts, emphasizing their brutality
Covered the wife, Kleenex for the kid's tears
Boastful claim of the artist's willingness to show no mercy, even to innocent victims
Versace wear, Moschino on my bitches
Boastful claim of the artist's expensive fashion sense, and his ability to attract beautiful women
She whippin' my ride, countin' my one's, thinkin' I'm richest
Boastful claim of the artist's wealth and success, and his ability to attract beautiful women who want to profit from it
Just the way players play, all day everyday
Celebration of the artist's lifestyle, and his success in the world of hip-hop and gangster culture
I don't know what else to say
Acknowledgment of the artist's own overwhelming power and charisma
I've been robbin' niggas since Run and them was singin' "Here We Go"
Boastful claim of the artist's long history of criminal activity, dating back to the early days of hip-hop
Snatchin' ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know my flow,
Boastful claim of the artist's ability to commit crimes and escape detection, linked to his lyrical prowess
Detrimental to your health
Direct threat to rival rappers and others who might pose a threat to the artist
Usually roll for self, I have son ridin' shotgun
Description of the artist's typical mode of operation, with an added detail about his relationship with his son
My mind's my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
Comparison of the artist's criminal skills with his skills as a rapper and lyricist
My target, all you wack niggas who started rappin'
Direct insult and challenge to rival rappers who are not as skilled or successful as the artist
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, niggas know the half
Celebration of the artist's crew and their reputation, emphasizing their loyalty and toughness
Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths
Boastful claim of the artist's wealth and luxurious lifestyle
Runnin' up in pretty bitches constantly
Boastful claim of the artist's sexual conquests, linked to his wealth and power
The Smalls bitch, who the fuck it was supposed to be?
Boastful claim of the artist's supremacy in the world of hip-hop, emphasizing his power and influence
I used to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Description of the artist's past involvement in criminal activities
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my niggas backs
Description of the artist's current role as a successful rapper and leader of a loyal crew
Nines in the stores, glocks in the bags
Boastful claim of the artist's readiness to engage in violent acts at any time
Maxin' mini-markets, gettin' money with the Arabs
Boastful claim of the artist's ability to profit from criminal activity, linked to his success in the world of hip-hop
No question, confession, yes it's the lyrical
Boastful claim of the artist's skills as a rapper and lyricist
Bitches squeeze your tits, niggas grab your genitals
Invitation to listeners to engage with the song's sexualized and aggressive energy
Proteins and minerals, excluse subliminals
Boastful claim of the artist's lyrical skills, linked to his physical and intellectual prowess
Big Momma shoots the game to all you Willies and criminals
Acknowledgment of the artist's power to spread his message and influence to other gangsters and criminals
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day
Description of the artist's commitment to his crew and his lifestyle
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
Description of the artist's luxurious lifestyle, including his expensive cars
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
Boastful claim of the artist's fashionable clothing and style, emphasizing his wealth and power
It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin'' nigga Biggie
Celebration of the artist's own success, and his close relationship with fellow rapper Biggie Smalls
Bitches love the way I bust a rhyme
Boastful claim of the artist's sexual attractiveness to women, linked to his success as a rapper
'Cause they all in line screamin' one more time
Acknowledgment of the artist's popularity and influence, and his ability to control and excite his audience
Niggas, grab your dicks if you love hip-hop
Final invitation to listeners to engage with the song's raw, aggressive energy
Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up
Final expression of the song's sexualized and aggressive energy, closing the loop on the song's thematic elements
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KIMBERLY JONES, JAMES LLOYD, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, RODOLFO ANTONIO FRANKLIN, GENE DOZIER, KENNY ST. LEWIS, DICK RUDOLPH, MINNIE RIPERTON
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@NotoriousBIG
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@ronnieprice903
Your shout out really work homeboy causes Biggie got inducted into the Hall of Fame that's what's up.....
@RichieRichFC
We did it baby 🔥🔥🔥 we’re back
@blackklash
What he wasn't in there already? racist jokers
@monocomo1675
U sound jealous puffy is dope
@trxnquilz7249
Andre Davis And fuck you, bum ass nigga.
@real100talk5
Summer of 95 was one of the best times in my life.
@MinnieMouse5050
💎💎💎 YA KNOW REAL 🎵🎶 WITH THAT SICK ASS BEAT 😎 💣 🔥 B THE TRUE ONE AND ONLY BIGGIE AND LIL KIM ... I WAS 19 /20 WHEN THIS CAME OUT AND IF I COULD SNAP MY FINGERS 🤌 AND GO BACK I WOULD IN A 💓. STAY BLESSED, FOCUSED ,AND POSITIVE 😘 🤗 2 EVERYONE HERE ! 😊
@jenniferduckworth5290
Same!! I was going into 9th grade and having a blast with my friends before high school was gonna start!!
@GodsInUs
Wow, me too! I was in Staten Island running back and forth to Manhattan.. smoking blunts a little badass. What memories b