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Notorious B.i.g. Feat. D-Train Lyrics


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Alright I'm bouncin' on the beat like a basketball
Laser Focused, like I just popped an adderall
If I see an opp, bust some shots put him on the wall
Don't need no shooter but they do be at my beck and call
said they do be at my beck and call
For the money and the power they gon' do it all
For some Fenty for some Prada she be in them drawers
Through this pain, through the silence I went through it all
And now I'm living like a king, I don't need no crown
Mama happy when she she saw me in that cap and gown
Little did she know, Seths bout to go leave town
He gonna do a couple shows, he gon' shut shit down
Smoke a little weed, he go pound for pound
He gonna make a few connections cause they like his sound
He gonna start a new wave in the underground
He gonna take the whole game, flip it upside down.
Aye, Aye, Flip it upside down
You know Gunna said it best, either drip or drown
But I be drowning in the drip, please check my fit
I'm rocking VLONE, Supreme, and some Polo shit
Again, I'm bouncing on the beat like a pogo stick
People shocked at how many flows I spit
I got a hold of the beat, I won't let it slip
I got the fans going wild c'mon now get a grip
Whoa, gotta catch my breath
I'm a fat boy, heart beating out my chest
You know its H-G0D, better then the best
And if you wanna tell me different gotta pass the test.
Thats a pretty simple question to me
You gotta give me an answer by one, two, three
I got one Vanson supreme bag
Got two Henny bottles and some green racks
I got three numbers here, I'm steady losing my patience
I got three reasons why you failed, your mind racing
I think you focused on the lame shit
Worried bout how people see you, gotta change shit
In the end nothing matters, its some strange shit
Understand me like I'm speak a different language
I'mma take you back to class, back to basics
Open up your eyes like you getting Lasik
Take it in you know you gotta embrace it
Touching hearts with music thats what the greats did.
Shit... that felt good
Lets drop that tomorrow




We gotta drop that tomorrow
That shit was... whoof

Overall Meaning

In the song Music, Notorious B.i.g. collaborates with D-Train to showcase his impeccable flow and rhyming skills. The lyrics of the song reflect a rapper's journey of struggle to success, claiming that he doesn't need anyone to shoot for him but they are at his beck and call. He talks about making connections and starting a new wave in the underground, which will flip the game upside down. He further states that he is rocking VLONE, Supreme, and Polo fashion brands and bouncing on the beat like a pogo stick with fans going wild. He also emphasizes that he is touching the hearts of people through his music and following the footsteps of the greats.


Line by Line Meaning

Alright I'm bouncin' on the beat like a basketball
I'm riding the beat effortlessly and fluidly, like a skilled basketball player bouncing a ball.


Laser Focused, like I just popped an adderall
I'm extremely focused and alert, as if I just took the drug Adderall.


If I see an opp, bust some shots put him on the wall
If I see an enemy, I will shoot and kill him, leaving him against the wall.


Don't need no shooter but they do be at my beck and call
I don't need to hire someone to shoot for me, but I can easily find people who will do it for me when needed.


For the money and the power they gon' do it all
People will do anything for money and power, including committing violent acts.


For some Fenty for some Prada she be in them drawers
Women will sleep with me if I give them expensive clothing and accessories like Fenty or Prada.


Through this pain, through the silence I went through it all
I have gone through much pain and suffering, but I persevered and came out stronger.


And now I'm living like a king, I don't need no crown
I am living a lavish lifestyle and feel like royalty, but I don't need the symbol of a crown to prove it.


Mama happy when she saw me in that cap and gown
My mother was proud of me when she saw me in a graduation gown, indicating I had completed my degree.


Little did she know, Seths bout to go leave town
However, my mother didn't know that I was planning to leave town soon.


He gonna do a couple shows, he gon' shut shit down
I plan to perform some concerts and own the stage, giving an amazing performance.


Smoke a little weed, he go pound for pound
I will smoke marijuana and be able to handle it well, even potentially out-drinking others I am with.


He gonna make a few connections cause they like his sound
I will make some strong connections and establish relationships with people because they appreciate my distinctive sound and music style.


He gonna start a new wave in the underground
I will pioneer a completely new and unique style of music within the underground music scene.


He gonna take the whole game, flip it upside down.
I plan to turn the entire music industry upside down and break all the existing conventions.


Aye, Aye, Flip it upside down
I am determined to completely disrupt the music industry and create a new norm.


You know Gunna said it best, either drip or drown
Another artist Gunna said that you either need to have money and wealth or lose and be irrelevant.


But I be drowning in the drip, please check my fit
I am confidently wearing some of the most expensive and fashionable clothing, dripping in wealth and style.


I'm rocking VLONE, Supreme, and some Polo shit
I am proud to wear expensive, exclusive brands such as VLONE, Supreme, and Polo.


Again, I'm bouncing on the beat like a pogo stick
I continue to effortlessly ride the beat and make complex rhymes, like a pogo stick bouncing up and down.


People shocked at how many flows I spit
People are surprised by the variety and complexity of my rap flows and rhymes.


I got a hold of the beat, I won't let it slip
I have completely taken over the rhythm of the beat and won't let it go.


I got the fans going wild c'mon now get a grip
My fans are going crazy and I have them completely captivated in my performance.


Whoa, gotta catch my breath
I'm momentarily out of breath from all of my rhyming, need a second to recover.


You know its H-G0D, better then the best
I am best of the best and a true premier artist, and my stage name is H-G0D.


And if you wanna tell me different gotta pass the test.
Anyone who disagrees that I am the best has to prove it to me by beating me in their own test or performance.


Thats a pretty simple question to me
I am quickly able to answer simple questions posed to me about my ability and talent.


You gotta give me an answer by one, two, three
I demand an immediate answer and don't want to wait or delay any longer.


I got one Vanson supreme bag
I own an expensive bag by the brand Vanson Supreme.


Got two Henny bottles and some green racks
I have two bottles of Hennessy liquor and a considerable amount of money.


I got three numbers here, I'm steady losing my patience
I have three sets of important numbers, but am growing frustrated at my ability to decipher them.


I got three reasons why you failed, your mind racing
I can quickly identify the reasons that someone has failed or is struggling, as their mind races and searches for answers.


I think you focused on the lame shit
I believe you are worried about trivial or insignificant things.


Worried bout how people see you, gotta change shit
You are concerned with your public image and must make significant changes.


In the end nothing matters, its some strange shit
Ultimately, nothing really matters in life and it's somewhat strange to think about.


Understand me like I'm speak a different language
It can be difficult for others to understand me, as if I'm speaking a completely different language.


I'mma take you back to class, back to basics
I am going to educate and remind you of the fundamentals and basics.


Open up your eyes like you getting Lasik
I want you to see and understand the truth as if you just received LASIK corrective eye surgery.


Take it in you know you gotta embrace it
You need to absorb the facts and accept them completely.


Touching hearts with music thats what the greats did.
The truly great musicians have the ability to move and touch the hearts of their audience with their music.


Shit... that felt good
I am pleased with my performance, feeling confident and satisfied.


Lets drop that tomorrow
I want to release the song or performance tomorrow.


We gotta drop that tomorrow
It's imperative that we release it tomorrow.


That shit was... whoof
That was an impressive and dynamic performance or work of art.




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Written by: Seth Rought

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[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on (Yeah)
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Release the brainstorm
To make your motherfuckin' brain warm
A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical
Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well "In God We Trust", guns I bust
Got that disgustin, sewer style dumpin
And that uh, do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things that I bring?

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
Nine nines, 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
Hah, 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 MC's the runs drippin'
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 droppin' shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin shit spill
And I'm talkin 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, breakin you off somethin proper
Signin off is the hardcore rap singer
A.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back
Talkin' about the gats in ya raps
But I can't feel that hardcore appeal that you're screamin'
Maybe I'm dreaming
This ain't Christopher Williams
Still some MC's gotta feel one, caps I gotta peel some
To let niggas know that if you fuck with B.I.G. and Heavy I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Niggas saying, "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggas acting shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smoking blunts by the boxes, packing Glocks
It's natural to eat you niggas like chocolates

[Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.]
The funk, baby
All I want is bitches, big-booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack gats to stop all the snitches
From stayin' in my business, what is this?
Relentless approach to know if I'm broke or not
Just 'cause I joke and smoke a lot
Don't mean I don't tote the Glock
Sixteen shots for my niggas in the pen
Until we motherfuckin' meet again (Huh)
I'm doing rhymes
Cause I'm knee-deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the MAC-10 by the seats
For the jackers, the jealous-ass crackers in the blue suits
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof
Hold your head, cause when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches sucking dick
The funk, baby
The funk, baby

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Bridge]
Come on, come on motherfuckers

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on (Yeah)
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on, motherfuckers, come on

[Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G.]
You know the story, the rap-side, crack-side
How I smoke funk, smacked bitches on the backside
Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan' test
The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a motherfuckin' helicopter
That's why I pack the nina, fuck a misdemeanor
Beatin motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina

[Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G.]
A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that
When I was young I had two pair of Lees, besides that
The pin stripes and the gray (Uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays (Uh)
While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirts, and alligators (Uh)
You want to see the inside? Ha, I'll see you later
Oh, that's that nigga wit the fake, blaow!
Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place
Play ya position, here come my intuition (Uh, uh huh)
Go in this nigga pocket, rob him while his friends watchin'
That hoes clockin', here comes respect
His crew's your crew, they might be next
Look at they man eye, big man, they never try
We roll wit em, stole wit em
I mean loyalty, niggas bought me milks at lunch
The milks was chocolate, the cookies, butter crunch
I had enough heart for most of em
Long as I got stuff from most of em
It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across
They depicted me the boss, of course
My orange box-cutter make the world go round
Plus I'm fuckin, bitches ain't my homegirls now
Start stackin, dabbled in crack, gun packin
Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas
From gym class to Inglés pass off a global
The only nigga wit a mobile, Can't You See like Total
Gettin larger in waist and taste
Ain't no telling where this felon is headin, just in case
Keep a shell at the tip of your melon, clear the space
Your brain was a terrible thing to waste
After realizin, to master enterprisin
I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in
Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts
On how to burn the block apart
Break it down into sections, drugs by the selections
Some use pipes, others use injections
Syringe sold separately, Frank the Deputy
Quick to grab my Smith & Wesson like my dick was missing
To protect my position, my corner, my lair
While we out here, say the Hustlers Prayer:
Take a better stand
Put money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid, only make moves when your heart's in it
And live the phrase, “Sky's the limit"
See you chumps on top

[Chorus 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
What you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
What you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
What you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
What you want, be what you want
Have what you want, be what you want
Motherfucker



@michaelswanton3336

Listen up you all, 'cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

[Verse 1 - Fergie]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo.
You could see me, you can't squeeze me.
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy.
I got reasons why I tease 'em.
Boys just come and go like seasons.

[Hook 1]
Fergalicious (so delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous.
And if you were suspicious,
All that shit is fictitious.
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock.
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (it's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
I'm Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

[Verse 2]
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def- ["def" is echoing]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy.
They always claim they know me,
Comin' to me call me Stacy (Hey, Stacy),
I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E,
And can't no other lady put it down like me.

[Hook 2]
I'm Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oh, wee)
I put yo' boy on rock, rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (it's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
I'm Fergalicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out)

[Vamp]
Baby, baby, baby,
If you really want me,
Honey get some patience.
Maybe then you'll get a taste.
I'll be tasty, tasty,
I'll be laced with lacey.
It's so tasty, tasty,
It'll make you crazy.

[Will I Am]
T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty, T to the A to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie

[Rap - Fergie]
All the time I turn around brother's gather round always looking at me up and down looking at my (uh)
I just wanna say it now - I ain't trying to round up drama, little mama I don't wanna take your man.
And I know I'm coming off just a little bit conceited and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it.
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele
'Cause they say she...

[Hook 3]
Delicious (so delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you were suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (got, got, got)

Four, tres, two, uno.
My body stay vicious,
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness,
He's my witness (oh, wee).
I put yo' boy on rock, rock,
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t tasty, tasty
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Will I Am]
T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty
T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the, E to the, L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)

T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty
T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the, four, tres, two, uno
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the.....



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Rest in peace Biggie, 20 years ago today.

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