Lighters Up Songtext
von Lil’ Kim feat. The Notorious B.I.G.

I come from Bed-Stuy
Where niggas either do or they gon′ die
Gotta keep the Ratchett close by
Someone murdered

Nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just another funeral service
Niggas will get at you
Come through shinin', they yap you
In broad daylight kidnap you
Best get clap through
Police stay on us like tattoos
Niggas only grind ′cause we have to


Money is power
Sling crack, weed and powder
Fiends come through every hour
It's all about that dollar
And we no deal with cowards
Weak lamb get devoured
By the lion in the concrete jungle
The strong stand and rumble
The weak fold and crumble
It's the land of trouble
Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers
BIG comes first then the queen comes after

Now put your lighters up (Bed-Stuy)
Put your lighters up (New York)
Put your lighters up (D.C.)
Keep putting your lighters up (Philadelphia)
Put your lighters up (Detroit)
Put your lighters up (Chi-town)
Keep putting them lighters up
No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Now, let me give you a walk through
Show you what to do and you don′t do
Where it′s not safe to go to
Them boys approach you
Better say quick who you close to
Don't come through if niggas don′t know you
'Cause people is talking
The streets is watching
The D′s is lurking
Stash the nine in the garbage


The life of a hustler
The life of a gambler
Dice game, kill more niggas than cancer
You know who you fuck with
Brooklyn don't run, we run shit
Roll up and just bumrush shit
We don′t play that

Out in BK, not at all
For a pound leave your face on the wall
R.I.P. in memory of
Never show thy enemies love
We get it on where we live
You better have a pass when you cross that bridge
Welcome to Brooklyn

Put your lighters up (L.A.)
Put your lighters up (V.A.)
Put your lighters up (Texas)
Keep putting your lighters up (New Orleans)
Put your lighters up (St. Louis)
Put your lighters up (ATL)
Keep putting them lighters up
No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Damn homie, I'm so tore
And I don't think I′m ever gon′ smoke no more
And I don't think I′m ever gon' drink no more
But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more
We in the club like
(Damn homie, I′m so tore) lighting the dutch like
(And I don't think I′m ever gon' smoke no more) passing the bub like
(And I don't think I′m ever gon′ drink no more) back at the bar like
(Fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more)

See, BIG done told you
I'm the hottest bitch on the planet
Biggest sex symbol, since Janet
The Zanotti bandit
Laying in the cut like a bandage
Come through Fulton St. in the vanquish
Doing them damage
And if you don′t understand it
Then let me give it to you in Spanish

Soy la señorita más linda del barrios
Y lo es abo tu eres despacio
Still over in Brazil, sipping Mescotto
You must've forgot though
So I′ma take you back to the block yo
Put you on to how we rock yo
Some are boosting

12-year-olds prostituting
Hit-men hired for execution, there's no solution
Niggas, still piss in the hallways
Fiends get high on ′em all day
The youth them bang at the cops off the roof
You don't know my town is the truth
Welcome to Brooklyn

Now put your lighters up (New Jersey)
Put your lighters up (Boston)
Put your lighters up (B-More)
Keep putting your lighters up (Miami)
Put your lighters up (Puerto Rico)
Put your lighters up (Kingston, Jamaica)
Keep putting them lighters up
No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Damn homie, I'm so tore
And I don′t think I′m ever gon' smoke no more
And I don′t think I'm ever gon′ drink no more
But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more
We in the club like
(Damn homie, I'm so tore) lighting the dutch like
(And I don′t think I'm ever gon' smoke no more) passing the bub like
(And I don′t think I′m ever gon' drink no more) back at the bar like
(Fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more) see