Come On World, You Can't Go!
By Frank Ocean
2012
3:54
Official Music Video
Come On World, You Can't Go! by Frank Ocean
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Part I]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw your eyes
Your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape, yeah
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had an M5
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til...
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
Had an M5
When headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can be great
What's that?
149
Oh, it's fast
Yeah
Cool
Yeah
[Part II]
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
We was on a date
I took you to McKenzie's
That's like your favorite
I don't like fried chicken
I don't want no Chick-fil-A
And I know they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie to me
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til I'm grateful for it
You just want hate, you got a gift for it
You don't wanna fight, you ain't built for that, huh
Yeah, roll call, you can see my hands
Jaws gon' break
Lip gon' bust, you like
"Why you snuck up on me
And ain't say nothing?"
I bit until my tongue gushed
I couldn't say 'I I—'
Huh? I ain't say nothing
I ain't say nothing
Get so paranoid
I ain't see nothing...
I used to play tough with the cops, had ideas
Told my girl who protest hold me a spot, and I'll go
Black folk know what talking white means, but still
Hold two open hands up in the sky, finger quotes
In my gangly youth my limbs used to swing like Polo tees
Mazal tov, still pop a bottle like what Puff did Steve
If you can't tote your own weight then what's this buff shit even 'bout?
Crystals in your lil' feet, that's all that dust protein
Swoop Tremaine from Calabasas in a Brit sports car
We used to cypher in Marc Jacobs, had the library card
At Scott's comparing the silver spoons to plastic knives and sporks
I was the dog breathless chasing the car up the street
If I ever catch it I'll panic, that's the flaw in me
Nothing glamorous about growing up poor and naïve
Standing on the balls of my feet, trying to pray before I sleep
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright, bright, bright, bright
I try to sleep, can't get a lot
Make dreams bleed into days
The pressure couldn't stop
The bleeding I started seeing things
Watching out for demons
Blocked him like a screen, these plays
I was always reading, yeah
Then some hair grew where the sun don't shine
And I started feeling like pussy popping was the paradigm
Getting my dick wet, maritime
Lying on my virgin, Jergens moisturized
Gee whiz, gee whiz, gee whiz
All my friends is so, "No homo"
Blaze to trail behind
No heroes in front of mind
Just rappers who'd evolve with time
Looked up to them, knew all the rhymes
But at that time they enforced a bias
You know like some cops stop and frisk a guy
'Cause he's brown, so of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like they four or five
Throwing tantrums on the 405
Still on the whey like I'm tryna gain
Don't hibernate in the winter, that's where summer bodies are made
Just leg days like a sprinter
With the Bryan Baby blue interior
Big B's like GMO's
And they sting when my eyes close
All I see when my eyes close
Blame my emo on time zones
It's the same but different
Sets, twin siblings, head spinning
Exorcist
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright bright bright bright
Praying Mantis
Fit by the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly grasp
Thanking the savior, God did a favor
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P, big P, big P
Yeah, uh, Big P
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
Speaking of, speaking of God, speaking of God
Yeah, yeah
No one to talk me off the ledge
Had to get in my own head
Had to get in my own head
You can go to the, uh
That
Whenever you feel like it...
The first one, the uh
Maybe keep it in four though
Uh huh
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
The bishop was tweaking, and we was Baptist
So how you a bishop? Like technically speaking
You drove a white Rolls, me and my family was type broke
The difference between having a home and not having a home was a tightrope
Visiting Catholic Churches, the masses was quiet as mice so
The minister spoke with no microphone
They had no choir, so silent I thought I heard Christ go
'You need a messiah'
Ran out the house from hormones, you seven months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by my T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the streets with my cousins, sitting in the back
Listening to beats, scheming on schemes that came to pass
They strategy murder yourselves, don't fall according to stats
I pray the new plots clear and thick as bulletproof glass
Cause the worst part of death is ambitions are dashed
Keep speaking death, it'll start to seem like the new car you wanna buy
It starts popping up on your way to work, see it all the time, always passing by
Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah, it's on sight, better throw a punch
Running late to Teterboro, made the plane wait because it's no rush
Clouds floating over oceans from above
Kinda looks like bubbles on a tub
Kinda like...
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Come On World, You Can't Go! by Frank Ocean
Come On World, You Can't Go!* (original Frank Ocean)
[Part I]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw your eyes
Your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape, yeah
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had an M5
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til...
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
Had an M5
When headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can be great
What's that?
149
Oh, it's fast
Yeah
Cool
Yeah
[Part II]
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
We was on a date
I took you to McKenzie's
That's like your favorite
I don't like fried chicken
I don't want no Chick-fil-A
And I know they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie to me
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til I'm grateful for it
You just want hate, you got a gift for it
You don't wanna fight, you ain't built for that, huh
Yeah, roll call, you can see my hands
Jaws gon' break
Lip gon' bust, you like
"Why you snuck up on me
And ain't say nothing?"
I bit until my tongue gushed
I couldn't say 'I I—'
Huh? I ain't say nothing
I ain't say nothing
Get so paranoid
I ain't see nothing...
I used to play tough with the cops, had ideas
Told my girl who protest hold me a spot, and I'll go
Black folk know what talking white means, but still
Hold two open hands up in the sky, finger quotes
In my gangly youth my limbs used to swing like Polo tees
Mazal tov, still pop a bottle like what Puff did Steve
If you can't tote your own weight then what's this buff shit even 'bout?
Crystals in your lil' feet, that's all that dust protein
Swoop Tremaine from Calabasas in a Brit sports car
We used to cypher in Marc Jacobs, had the library card
At Scott's comparing the silver spoons to plastic knives and sporks
I was the dog breathless chasing the car up the street
If I ever catch it I'll panic, that's the flaw in me
Nothing glamorous about growing up poor and naïve
Standing on the balls of my feet, trying to pray before I sleep
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright, bright, bright, bright
I try to sleep, can't get a lot
Make dreams bleed into days
The pressure couldn't stop
The bleeding I started seeing things
Watching out for demons
Blocked him like a screen, these plays
I was always reading, yeah
Then some hair grew where the sun don't shine
And I started feeling like pussy popping was the paradigm
Getting my dick wet, maritime
Lying on my virgin, Jergens moisturized
Gee whiz, gee whiz, gee whiz
All my friends is so, "No homo"
Blaze to trail behind
No heroes in front of mind
Just rappers who'd evolve with time
Looked up to them, knew all the rhymes
But at that time they enforced a bias
You know like some cops stop and frisk a guy
'Cause he's brown, so of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like they four or five
Throwing tantrums on the 405
Still on the whey like I'm tryna gain
Don't hibernate in the winter, that's where summer bodies are made
Just leg days like a sprinter
With the Bryan Baby blue interior
Big B's like GMO's
And they sting when my eyes close
All I see when my eyes close
Blame my emo on time zones
It's the same but different
Sets, twin siblings, head spinning
Exorcist
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright bright bright bright
Praying Mantis
Fit by the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly grasp
Thanking the savior, God did a favor
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P, big P, big P
Yeah, uh, Big P
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
Speaking of, speaking of God, speaking of God
Yeah, yeah
No one to talk me off the ledge
Had to get in my own head
Had to get in my own head
You can go to the, uh
That
Whenever you feel like it...
The first one, the uh
Maybe keep it in four though
Uh huh
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
The bishop was tweaking, and we was Baptist
So how you a bishop? Like technically speaking
You drove a white Rolls, me and my family was type broke
The difference between having a home and not having a home was a tightrope
Visiting Catholic Churches, the masses was quiet as mice so
The minister spoke with no microphone
They had no choir, so silent I thought I heard Christ go
'You need a messiah'
Ran out the house from hormones, you seven months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by my T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the streets with my cousins, sitting in the back
Listening to beats, scheming on schemes that came to pass
They strategy murder yourselves, don't fall according to stats
I pray the new plots clear and thick as bulletproof glass
Cause the worst part of death is ambitions are dashed
Keep speaking death, it'll start to seem like the new car you wanna buy
It starts popping up on your way to work, see it all the time, always passing by
Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah, it's on sight, better throw a punch
Running late to Teterboro, made the plane wait because it's no rush
Clouds floating over oceans from above
Kinda looks like bubbles on a tub
Kinda like...
Come On World, You Can't Go! (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí, sí, sí, sí, sí
Vi tus ojos
Tus ojos caen
No querías llorar
Así que mantuviste tus ojos cerrados
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar, sí
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar
Vi tus ojos
Vi tus ojos caer
No querías llorar
Así que mantuviste tus ojos cerrados
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar
Bajando por Fig
Gira a la izquierda en Gage
Tenía un M5
Los faros eran cuadrados como los Jakes
Carrera en una cita
Corre y seda
Sé que mientes
Solo no me mientes a la cara
No puedo ser genial hasta que...
Puedo escapar
Bajando por Fig
Gira a la izquierda en Gage
Tenía un M5
Cuando los faros eran cuadrados como los Jakes
Carrera en una cita
Corre y seda
Sé que mientes
Solo no me mientes a la cara
Puedo ser genial
¿Qué es eso?
149
Oh, es rápido
Sí
Genial
Sí
[Part II]
Vi tus ojos
Vi tus ojos caer
No querías llorar
Así que mantuviste tus ojos cerrados
Podría ser genial
Estoy en camino
Si quiero escapar
Puedo escapar
Estábamos en una cita
Te llevé a McKenzie's
Ese es como tu favorito
No me gusta el pollo frito
No quiero Chick-fil-A
Y sé que roban a los negros
No puedo hacer ese drive-thru hoy
Bajando por Fig
Gira a la izquierda en Gage
Tenía el M5 cuando los
Faros eran cuadrados como los Jakes
Carrera en una cita
Corre y seda
Sé que me mientes
Solo no me mientes a la cara
No puedo ser genial hasta que esté agradecido por ello
Solo quieres odio, tienes un don para ello
No quieres pelear, no estás hecho para eso, ¿eh?
Sí, pase de lista, puedes ver mis manos
Las mandíbulas se romperán
El labio se reventará, tú como
¿Por qué te me acercaste sigilosamente
Y no dijiste nada?
Mordí hasta que mi lengua brotó
No pude decir 'Yo yo—'
¿Eh? No dije nada
No dije nada
Me pongo tan paranoico
No vi nada...
Solía hacerme el duro con los polis, tenía ideas
Le dije a mi chica que protesta que me guardara un sitio, y yo iré
La gente negra sabe lo que significa hablar "blanco", pero aún así
Sostén dos manos abiertas en el cielo, comillas con los dedos
En mi juventud desgarbada mis extremidades solían balancearse como camisetas Polo
Mazal tov, todavía descorcho una botella como lo que Puff le hizo a Steve
Si no puedes cargar tu propio peso, ¿de qué va esta mierda de musculoso?
Cristales en tus piececitos, eso es todo ese polvo de proteína
Tremaine de Calabasas en un coche deportivo británico
Solíamos rapear en Marc Jacobs, teníamos la tarjeta de la biblioteca
En Scott's comparando las cucharas de plata con cuchillos y tenedores de plástico
Yo era el perro sin aliento persiguiendo el coche por la calle
Si alguna vez lo atrapo, entraré en pánico, ese es mi defecto
Nada glamuroso en crecer pobre y ingenuo
De puntillas, intentando rezar antes de dormir
Vendiendo como puta de luz roja
Hay que ducharlo en cascada
Cabeza nivelada en el cojín
Rosa claro estoy acelerando
Verde claro, soy alguien como tú, alguien como yo
El dedo anular seguro que es tomado
Muñeca como resortes, manantiales naturales, galleta verde agua de interior
Aparte de tú y yo, nadie más se interpone, el pegamento se pegó
Tenemos la cámara el lunes
Hicimos una película el martes, joder
Tenemos el look, conseguimos miradas
Nunca vieron estrellas, la ciudad demasiado brillante
Brillante, brillante, brillante, brillante
Intento dormir, no consigo mucho
Hago que los sueños se desangren en los días
La presión no pudo parar
El sangrado, empecé a ver cosas
Vigilando a los demonios
Lo bloqueé como una pantalla, estas jugadas
Siempre estaba leyendo, sí
Luego creció pelo donde no da el sol
Y empecé a sentir que el "pussy popping" era el paradigma
Mojando mi polla, marítimo
Acostado sobre mi virgen, Jergens hidratado
Caramba, caramba, caramba
Todos mis amigos son tan, "No homo"
Abrir camino detrás
No hay héroes en mente
Solo raperos que evolucionarían con el tiempo
Los admiraba, conocía todas las rimas
Pero en ese momento impusieron un sesgo
Sabes, como algunos policías detienen y cachean a un tipo
Porque es moreno, así que por supuesto se pone de lado
Con todas las bandas por las que estos tontos son extorsionados
Cambio de carril en el Porsche que conduzco
Dejo pasar al Ford Explorer de la policía
Sirenas gritando como si tuvieran cuatro o cinco
Haciendo berrinches en la 405
Todavía con el suero como si intentara ganar
No hibernes en invierno, ahí es donde se hacen los cuerpos de verano
Solo días de pierna como un velocista
Con el interior azul bebé de Bryan
Grandes B's como los OGM
Y pican cuando mis ojos se cierran
Todo lo que veo cuando mis ojos se cierran
Culpo a mi emo en las zonas horarias
Es lo mismo pero diferente
Sets, hermanos gemelos, cabeza dando vueltas
Exorcista
Vendiendo como puta de luz roja
Hay que ducharlo en cascada
Cabeza nivelada en el cojín
Rosa claro estoy acelerando
Verde claro, soy alguien como tú, alguien como yo
El dedo anular seguro que es tomado
Muñeca como resortes, manantiales naturales, galleta verde agua de interior
Aparte de tú y yo, nadie más se interpone, el pegamento se pegó
Tenemos la cámara el lunes
Hicimos una película el martes, joder
Tenemos el look, conseguimos miradas
Nunca vieron estrellas, la ciudad demasiado brillante
Brillante brillante brillante brillante
Mantis Religiosa
Ajustado por los asiáticos, muñeca por Lorraine
Grandes manos orantes de Pharrell
Gran P, gran P
Cara destrozada, dos manos levitando
Quiero ver el dinero en efectivo
Para poder comprenderlo de verdad
Agradeciendo al salvador, Dios hizo un favor
Grandes manos orantes de Pharrell
Gran P, gran P, gran P, gran P
Sí, uh, Gran P
Hablando de Dios, a los diez años, cambié de iglesia
Hablando de, hablando de Dios, hablando de Dios
Sí, sí
Nadie para disuadirme del borde
Tuve que meterme en mi propia cabeza
Tuve que meterme en mi propia cabeza
Puedes ir al, uh
Eso
Cuando quieras...
El primero, el uh
Quizás mantenerlo en cuatro, sin embargo
Ajá
Hablando de Dios, a los diez años, cambié de iglesia
El obispo estaba enloqueciendo, y éramos bautistas
Entonces, ¿cómo eres obispo? Técnicamente hablando
Conducías un Rolls blanco, mi familia y yo estábamos bastante arruinados
La diferencia entre tener un hogar y no tenerlo era una cuerda floja
Visitando iglesias católicas, las misas eran silenciosas como ratones así que
El ministro habló sin micrófono
No tenían coro, tan silencioso que pensé oír a Cristo decir
'Necesitas un mesías'
Salí corriendo de casa por las hormonas, tú embarazada de siete meses de Ryan
Pensé que iría al Este con mi T para un poco de paz y tranquilidad
Terminé corriendo por las calles con mis primos, sentado atrás
Escuchando ritmos, tramando planes que se hicieron realidad
Su estrategia es matarse, no caer según las estadísticas
Rezo para que los nuevos planes sean claros y gruesos como el cristal a prueba de balas
Porque la peor parte de la muerte es que las ambiciones se frustran
Sigue hablando de la muerte, empezará a parecerse al coche nuevo que quieres comprar
Empieza a aparecer en tu camino al trabajo, lo ves todo el tiempo, siempre pasando
Llámalo jugar al "Beetle-bug", sí, está a la vista, mejor lanza un puñetazo
Llegando tarde a Teterboro, hice esperar el avión porque no hay prisa
Nubes flotando sobre océanos desde arriba
Parece burbujas en una bañera
Algo así como...
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