Death To My Enemies是誰唱的？

Death To My Enemies由周子寒演唱，完整歌詞與歌曲解析可在魔鏡歌詞網查看。

Death To My Enemies 周子寒歌詞

Q: Death To My Enemies是誰作詞作曲的？

Death To My Enemies（周子寒）作詞 Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young，作曲 Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young。

透過展現絕對的權力與暴力威懾，宣示其在街頭生存遊戲中不可挑戰的統治地位。

〈Death To My Enemies〉是周子寒演唱的歌曲，收錄於 2008-12-31 發行的專輯《Before I Self-Destruct (International Version)》。作詞、作曲皆為Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young。經魔鏡 AI 音訊分析，全曲調性為 G 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒輕快。魔鏡歌詞網收錄本曲的完整歌詞、吉他和弦譜、卡拉OK 同步歌詞，皆可免費查看。

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***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him

Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out

Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out

They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie

Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow

They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now

Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip

Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will

Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz

D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did

It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig

Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs

I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y

Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya

I make it hard to breathe

I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat

Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street

Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag

We gon' ****ing kill the messenge

Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya

This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart

It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father

Let off a clip or let a case off

I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors

Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off

You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun

See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone

I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect

I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz

This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch

Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks

It's horrific, nah, it's terrific

I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I

Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted

Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em

Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em

Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him

They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em

Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m

I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me

That 430 Spider, carbon fiber

And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter

Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider

The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers

It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit

No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass

You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass

My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it

Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in

Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid

Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

Death To My Enemies - 周子寒更多更詳盡歌詞在 ※ Mojim.org 魔鏡歌詞網 https://mojim.org/song/周子寒-Death-To-My-Enemies-495745

對拍微調

[00:00.000]作詞 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young

[00:00.000]作曲 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young

[00:00.000]***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him

[00:08.667]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

[00:11.269]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

[00:15.825]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[00:20.571]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[00:26.254]***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out

[00:29.344]Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out

[00:31.639]They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie

[00:34.199]Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow

[00:37.002]They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now

[00:39.552]Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip

[00:42.287]Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will

[00:44.623]Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz

[00:47.320]D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did

[00:49.846]It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig

[00:52.664]Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs

[00:55.030]I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y

[00:57.892]Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya

[01:00.384]I make it hard to breathe

[01:02.351]I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat

[01:05.077]Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street

[01:07.610]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

[01:09.956]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

[01:12.487]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

[01:17.037]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[01:22.021]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[01:27.171]Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag

[01:30.083]We gon' ****ing kill the messenge

[01:31.072]Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya

[01:33.668]This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart

[01:36.062]It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father

[01:39.209]Let off a clip or let a case off

[01:41.706]I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors

[01:44.248]Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off

[01:46.393]You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun

[01:48.918]See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone

[01:51.504]I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect

[01:53.738]I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz

[01:56.205]This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch

[01:58.945]Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks

[02:01.567]It's horrific, nah, it's terrific

[02:04.249]I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I

[02:06.945]Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted

[02:09.586]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

[02:11.301]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

[02:13.747]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

[02:18.251]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[02:22.850]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[02:28.982]Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em

[02:31.786]Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em

[02:34.367]Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him

[02:36.877]They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em

[02:39.323]Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m

[02:42.051]I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me

[02:44.918]That 430 Spider, carbon fiber

[02:47.243]And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter

[02:49.898]Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider

[02:52.362]The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers

[02:54.942]It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit

[02:57.528]No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass

[02:59.967]You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass

[03:02.634]My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it

[03:05.279]Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in

[03:07.735]Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid

[03:10.303]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

[03:12.509]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

[03:14.947]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

[03:19.513]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

[03:24.421]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

移調原調

作詞 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young

作曲 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young

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***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him

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Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

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Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out

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Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out

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They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie

Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow

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They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now

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Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip

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Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will

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Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz

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D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did

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It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig

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Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs

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I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y

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Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya

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I make it hard to breathe

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I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat

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Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street

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Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

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Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

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Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag

We gon' ****ing kill the messenge

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Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya

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This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart

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It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father

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Let off a clip or let a case off

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I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors

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Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off

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You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun

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See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone

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I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect

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I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz

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This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch

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Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks

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It's horrific, nah, it's terrific

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I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I

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Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted

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Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

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Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

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Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em

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Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em

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Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him

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They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em

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Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m

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I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me

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That 430 Spider, carbon fiber

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And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter

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Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider

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The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers

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It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit

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No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass

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You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass

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My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it

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Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in

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Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid

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Try me, son, he best have the heat on him

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Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him

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Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass

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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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曲解析

《Death To My Enemies》調性為 G 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒輕快。主要和弦為 C、Cm、D、G。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）

歌詞解析

一句話主旨

透過展現絕對的權力與暴力威懾，宣示其在街頭生存遊戲中不可挑戰的統治地位。

主題

街頭權力鬥爭、生存競爭、忠誠與背叛、金錢與暴力。

情緒

傲慢、冷酷、威脅、壓迫感。

意象與手法

歌曲運用大量的街頭黑幫術語與意象，將「金錢」與「暴力」緊密連結。歌詞透過誇示性的比喻（如將自己比作惡魔或神話角色），建立起一個唯我獨尊的敘事者形象；並以具體的槍械與戰鬥場景描寫，強化了生存法則的殘酷與直接。

重點句解讀

一、「I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie」：此句點出敘事者建立的利益交換體系，透過金錢供養追隨者，換取對方為其清除敵對勢力，展現其作為上位者的掌控力。

二、「I'm like Damien, motherfucker, when I start gettin' loose on ya」：引用驚悚電影中的惡魔角色自比，強調當其發起攻勢時，將帶來毀滅性的災難，藉此營造令人恐懼的威懾形象。

三、「This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart」：透過對比，宣示此處並非一般的爭鬥場域，而是如同古羅馬競技場般殘酷的生存空間，暗示對手將面臨殊死戰。

四、「My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it」：描述對財富的生理性渴望，將金錢的入帳與危險的暴力行為連結，暗示其價值觀中，財富與暴力是密不可分的共生關係。

適合情境

展現強硬態度、宣示主權、強調個人勢力與決心時的背景音樂。

魔鏡站長解析

魔鏡站長

這首歌的節奏感強烈得讓人屏息，那種壓迫感彷彿直接從音箱衝撞出來。作為一個聽了幾十年音樂的站長，我必須說，雖然歌詞裡充滿了江湖氣息與對峙的肅殺，但那種將街頭生存法則化作如影隨形的節奏，確實展現了一種極致的個人風格。那種對財富的執著與對挑戰者的冷酷，透過反覆出現的聲線，構築出一種讓人難以忽視的、近乎黑色電影般的張力。

聽這首歌的時候，我總會想起那些在深夜裡獨自面對壓力、需要宣洩情緒的時刻。它不適合背景音樂，而是適合在你想把所有負面情緒一次性拋諸腦後時，戴上耳機，感受那股橫衝直撞的力量。歌詞裡提到的那些關於選擇與代價的描寫，雖然粗獷，卻也真實反映了在極端環境下，一個人如何武裝自己以求生存。這不僅僅是饒舌，更像是一場關於憤怒與權力的獨白，推薦給那些在平凡日子裡，偶爾也想感受一下那種無畏與狂放的人。

歌曲冷知識

・歌詞中將自己比喻為「達米安」與「路西法」，以強烈的宗教與惡魔意象，營造出不可一世的威脅感。

・運用「現金乳牛」與「槍聲迴響」的對比，生動描繪了在金錢與暴力之間徘徊的生存法則。

・大量使用如「麥可·邁爾斯」與「阿爾蓋達」等流行文化及地緣政治符號，強化了歌曲中冷酷且危險的敘事風格。

・透過反覆吟唱「帶給敵人死亡」，將金錢與暴力連結，展現出極具侵略性的街頭硬派態度。

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