{boss}
{boss}
We have such sights to show you
This isn't for your eyes...
Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
{boss}
The boss is back!
{boss}
{boss}
So i took a one-year hiatus
Ain't nobody heard my latest
You thought mix-a-lot was through
But i'm back; this boot's on you
What happened to all the old homies?
When the money gets funny it's lonely
My ex turned into a slut
Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
Girl, what's your line of work?
Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
But have you been to the clinic lately?
Yesterday you had six condoms, see
Today you got three
Tossed you out like a paper sack
This brother ain't sprung on the cat
What about all the old homies?
I got paid so they call me phony
But i refuse to lay it low,
When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
Let you know, i roll and get mo'
I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
With this fame, you go insane
The game i run is not fun to some,
And now i love no one!
The boss is back!
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
Your boss is back!
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
Tommy wants revenge
But i want your oxygen
When the game got thick you ran
Now in my face you stand
Beggin' for a few hun?
Son, your fun meets my gun!
Now you scream you're true black
Boy, you need to chill with that!
Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
My gat's my lawyer
Last week you's a stick-up kid
And this week you're in show biz
Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
Come off that tip, you know how it goes
Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
King died so you could buy your throne
I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
You or the kkk, who's worse?
You told me to stay low in my ghetto
And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
America, boy, the bankroll rules!
Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
The boss is back!
{boss} i'm back.
I don't know the meaning of trust
I gotta live so i do what i must
Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
That's why i'm my own damn boss
They'll run you down with stress
If you're spring on the butt and chest
I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
And put another damn freak in my bucket
I deal with women, not girls
Cause them young ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it like it is
Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
I got about two or three clowns
That try to kick me when i'm down
But when i come up, they all play dumb
All of a sudden, it's we, not one
I zip up lips when i spit these hits
I'm equipped to make misfits quit
Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
Face the facts, two platinums stack
Step off, fool, or get cracked!
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
I'm back!
{who's the boss?}
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
{who's the} {boss}
The Boss Is Back - 包威爾
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[00:00.00]作詞 : RAY, ANTHONY L
[00:01.00]作曲 : RAY, ANTHONY L
[00:08.10]{boss}
[00:08.25]{boss}
[00:09.03]We have such sights to show you
[00:12.99]This isn't for your eyes...
[00:15.15]Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
[00:16.83]{boss}
[00:24.15]The boss is back!
[00:25.02]{boss}
[00:28.47]{boss}
[00:32.34]So i took a one-year hiatus
[00:34.56]Ain't nobody heard my latest
[00:36.75]You thought mix-a-lot was through
[00:38.76]But i'm back; this boot's on you
[00:40.83]What happened to all the old homies?
[00:42.75]When the money gets funny it's lonely
[00:44.97]My ex turned into a slut
[00:46.71]Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
[00:49.23]Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
[00:51.06]Girl, what's your line of work?
[00:52.86]Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
[00:55.02]But have you been to the clinic lately?
[00:57.27]Yesterday you had six condoms, see
[00:59.28]Today you got three
[01:00.60]Tossed you out like a paper sack
[01:03.36]This brother ain't sprung on the cat
[01:05.49]What about all the old homies?
[01:07.23]I got paid so they call me phony
[01:09.33]But i refuse to lay it low,
[01:10.89]When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
[01:13.62]So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
[01:15.78]Let you know, i roll and get mo'
[01:17.67]I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
[01:19.56]Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
[01:21.75]My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
[01:24.15]With this fame, you go insane
[01:25.89]The game i run is not fun to some,
[01:27.87]And now i love no one!
[01:29.16]The boss is back!
[01:30.36]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
[01:37.74]Your boss is back!
[01:38.28]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
[01:42.39]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
[01:46.50]Tommy wants revenge
[01:48.21]But i want your oxygen
[01:50.28]When the game got thick you ran
[01:52.02]Now in my face you stand
[01:54.18]Beggin' for a few hun?
[01:56.37]Son, your fun meets my gun!
[01:58.80]Now you scream you're true black
[02:00.78]Boy, you need to chill with that!
[02:01.77]Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
[02:05.37]My gat's my lawyer
[02:06.99]Last week you's a stick-up kid
[02:08.64]And this week you're in show biz
[02:10.86]Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
[02:12.99]Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
[02:15.03]Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
[02:17.04]Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
[02:19.41]Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
[02:21.06]The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
[02:23.16]Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
[02:25.20]And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
[02:27.09]Come off that tip, you know how it goes
[02:29.01]Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
[02:31.65]Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
[02:33.36]The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
[02:35.70]Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
[02:37.44]King died so you could buy your throne
[02:39.48]I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
[02:41.49]You or the kkk, who's worse?
[02:43.59]You told me to stay low in my ghetto
[02:45.60]And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
[02:47.61]Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
[02:49.62]America, boy, the bankroll rules!
[02:51.84]Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
[02:53.82]And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
[02:55.92]Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
[02:59.13]The boss is back!
[03:00.30]{boss} i'm back.
[03:08.10]I don't know the meaning of trust
[03:09.90]I gotta live so i do what i must
[03:11.94]Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
[03:14.04]That's why i'm my own damn boss
[03:16.08]They'll run you down with stress
[03:18.06]If you're spring on the butt and chest
[03:20.16]I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
[03:21.96]And put another damn freak in my bucket
[03:24.33]I deal with women, not girls
[03:26.01]Cause them young ones'll shake your world
[03:28.35]I'm tellin' it like it is
[03:29.82]Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
[03:32.58]I got about two or three clowns
[03:34.29]That try to kick me when i'm down
[03:36.42]But when i come up, they all play dumb
[03:38.28]All of a sudden, it's we, not one
[03:40.74]I zip up lips when i spit these hits
[03:42.54]I'm equipped to make misfits quit
[03:44.61]Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
[03:46.83]The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
[03:48.27]I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
[03:51.24]I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
[03:52.59]Face the facts, two platinums stack
[03:54.96]Step off, fool, or get cracked!
[03:56.43]The boss is back!
[03:57.45]{who's the boss?}
[04:01.23]I'm back!
[04:01.44]{who's the boss?}
[04:04.89]The boss is back!
[04:05.55]{who's the boss?}
[04:09.12]{who's the} {boss}
移調 原調
F#m
作詞 : RAY, ANTHONY L
AF#mEBF#C#mAE
作曲 : RAY, ANTHONY L
{boss}
B
{boss}
C#mF#C#F#mA
We have such sights to show you
EB
This isn't for your eyes...
F#C#m
Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
F#mABG#mBF#C#mF#m
{boss}
AF#m
The boss is back!
EBF#mC#m
{boss}
AEBE
{boss}
F#mC#C#m
So i took a one-year hiatus
AG#m
Ain't nobody heard my latest
C#m
You thought mix-a-lot was through
E
But i'm back; this boot's on you
AE
What happened to all the old homies?
BC#m
When the money gets funny it's lonely
F#mEB
My ex turned into a slut
AE
Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
G#mF#m
Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
C#mA
Girl, what's your line of work?
G#mE
Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
C#mF#m
But have you been to the clinic lately?
G#mA
Yesterday you had six condoms, see
G#G#m
Today you got three
C#m
Tossed you out like a paper sack
AG#
This brother ain't sprung on the cat
G#mF#m
What about all the old homies?
F#C#mG#m
I got paid so they call me phony
F#m
But i refuse to lay it low,
BG#mF#m
When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
C#m
So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
AF#mB
Let you know, i roll and get mo'
G#mC#mF#m
I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
C#mC#F#m
Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
AG#mC#m
My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
With this fame, you go insane
A
The game i run is not fun to some,
EB
And now i love no one!
F#
The boss is back!
C#mF#mEAG#mC#m
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
Your boss is back!
ED#m
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
Tommy wants revenge
But i want your oxygen
When the game got thick you ran
Now in my face you stand
Beggin' for a few hun?
Son, your fun meets my gun!
Now you scream you're true black
Boy, you need to chill with that!
Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
My gat's my lawyer
Last week you's a stick-up kid
And this week you're in show biz
Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
Come off that tip, you know how it goes
Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
King died so you could buy your throne
I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
You or the kkk, who's worse?
You told me to stay low in my ghetto
And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
America, boy, the bankroll rules!
Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
The boss is back!
{boss} i'm back.
I don't know the meaning of trust
I gotta live so i do what i must
Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
That's why i'm my own damn boss
They'll run you down with stress
If you're spring on the butt and chest
I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
And put another damn freak in my bucket
I deal with women, not girls
Cause them young ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it like it is
Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
I got about two or three clowns
That try to kick me when i'm down
But when i come up, they all play dumb
All of a sudden, it's we, not one
I zip up lips when i spit these hits
I'm equipped to make misfits quit
Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
Face the facts, two platinums stack
Step off, fool, or get cracked!
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
I'm back!
{who's the boss?}
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
{who's the} {boss}
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《The Boss Is Back》調性為 C# 小調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 F#m、C#m、A、E。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
歌手以強勢姿態宣告自我重返舞台，並批判社會現實與人性貪婪。
主題
自我權威的重申、社會階層鬥爭、金錢與名利的腐蝕性、對背叛者的控訴。
情緒
自信中帶有譏諷，憤怒中蘊含孤獨，堅定中透露對現實的無奈。
意象與手法
以「老板」象徵權力核心，「銀行」與「金綑」隱喻資本控制，「槍」為生存法則的具體化。透過對比過去與現在的「老友」變質，凸顯人性在金錢面前的異化。
重點句解讀
1. 「Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem」
（「金綑？那不是你的問題」）
批判他人只關注物質表象，卻忽視真正需要解決的社會結構問題。
2. 「I'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer」
（「我是平等機會的破壞者」）
以扭曲的語序強調自身對既定規則的挑戰，暗示透過非正規手段爭取資源的現實。
3. 「King died so you could buy your throne」
（「國王死了，所以你才能買下王座」）
隱喻歷史中的壓迫者消亡後，後繼者仍沿襲剝削體制，反映社會的惡性循環。
4. 「America, boy, the bankroll rules!」
（「美國，伙計，金錢才是規則！」）
直接控訴資本主義對社會的全面
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。