[Intro: Killah Priest]
You know this beat is crazy, right
This the beat right here, yo
They gonna love this when they hear this, g
[Chorus: Killah Priest]
A lot of these rappers are indecisive
Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
But, anyway, get rich, get brain
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
[Killah Priest]
Silly rappers, when will you learn
You play with fire and you will get burned
'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
Weak rhymes, same topics
This one's for the streets, for the projects
For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
For my dogs in the law hit with charges
**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
You're not real, same flow, no style
I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
And I get physical, visual, very artistical
Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
They knew since their kind is all stupid
Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
And I stand to prove it this time, come on
[Chorus]
[Hook: Killah Priest ]
'cause it's new year, best to come correct
I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet
I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
Get on the floor and do the damn thing
[Killah Priest]
I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic
The nicest is here, the rest of those cats
They was last year, well do something...
I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets
The cursin', that's weak, do something
Different, for instance, the Priest is brief
A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin
Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in
My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough
Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war
Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
Enemies please don't sit with me
I sit with these and cats with keys
Cash and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over!
[Chorus]
[Hook ]
Do The Damn Thing - 奶猴子
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[00:00.00]作詞 : Acklins Dillon, Walter Reed
[00:00.03]作曲 : Acklins Dillon, Walter Reed
[00:00.06][Intro: Killah Priest]
[00:00.81]You know this beat is crazy, right
[00:03.45]This the beat right here, yo
[00:06.06]They gonna love this when they hear this, g
[00:08.52][Chorus: Killah Priest]
[00:09.45]A lot of these rappers are indecisive
[00:11.79]Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
[00:14.28]But, anyway, get rich, get brain
[00:17.43]Get off the wall and do the damn thing
[00:19.92]Get off the floor and do the damn thing
[00:22.59]Get off the floor and do the damn thing
[00:24.60][Killah Priest]
[00:25.08]Silly rappers, when will you learn
[00:27.69]You play with fire and you will get burned
[00:29.64]'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
[00:32.55]Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
[00:35.58]Weak rhymes, same topics
[00:38.28]This one's for the streets, for the projects
[00:40.62]For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
[00:43.14]For my dogs in the law hit with charges
[00:45.66]**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
[00:48.48]For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
[00:51.03]Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
[00:53.46]I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
[00:55.98]Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
[00:58.71]Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
[01:00.93]And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
[01:03.69]I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
[01:06.33]You're not real, same flow, no style
[01:08.97]I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
[01:11.25]And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
[01:13.65]'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
[01:16.26]And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
[01:18.93]Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
[01:21.45]And I get physical, visual, very artistical
[01:24.24]Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
[01:27.33]Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
[01:29.67]Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
[01:32.19]Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
[01:34.65]I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
[01:36.72]They knew since their kind is all stupid
[01:38.49]Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
[01:40.35]And I stand to prove it this time, come on
[01:42.24][Chorus]
[01:55.58][Hook: Killah Priest ]
[01:57.51]'cause it's new year, best to come correct
[02:00.33]I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet
[02:02.73]I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet
[02:05.73]Get off the wall and do the damn thing
[02:08.40]Get on the floor and do the damn thing
[02:10.26][Killah Priest]
[02:10.65]I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic
[02:12.60]The nicest is here, the rest of those cats
[02:14.64]They was last year, well do something...
[02:17.31]I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets
[02:19.32]The cursin', that's weak, do something
[02:21.03]Different, for instance, the Priest is brief
[02:22.92]A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin
[02:26.19]Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in
[02:28.05]My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
[02:31.20]Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough
[02:34.92]Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
[02:36.96]I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
[02:39.96]Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
[02:44.01]Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war
[02:45.75]Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
[02:49.14]And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
[02:52.50]Enemies please don't sit with me
[02:54.54]I sit with these and cats with keys
[02:56.70]Cash and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over!
[03:00.09][Chorus]
[03:08.85][Hook ]
移調 原調
作詞 : Acklins Dillon, Walter Reed
作曲 : Acklins Dillon, Walter Reed
You know this beat is crazy, right
C#mC#
This the beat right here, yo
They gonna love this when they hear this, g
A lot of these rappers are indecisive
Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
FmC#
But, anyway, get rich, get brain
F#m
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
DF#mAC
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
FF#m
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
A
Silly rappers, when will you learn
DBm
You play with fire and you will get burned
DDmFC#
'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
F#m
Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
ADBm
Weak rhymes, same topics
DDmF
This one's for the streets, for the projects
BF#m
For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
AmF#m
For my dogs in the law hit with charges
ADmD
**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
DmFmFBm
For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
F#mBmF#m
Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
AmF#mA
I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
DGDBmDm
Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
FFmB
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
F#m
And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
DBm
I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
DmFm
You're not real, same flow, no style
FF#mBm
I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
F#F#mAm
And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
F#mDBmD
'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
BmDmFFm
And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
BBmF#
Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
F#mAmF#mD
And I get physical, visual, very artistical
BmDBmDmF
Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
C#CmF#m
Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
ADG
Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
DDmF
I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
FmB
They knew since their kind is all stupid
F#mBmF#m
Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
DGBmDmFBmF#mF#F#mDGmGDA#FA#mFCE
And I stand to prove it this time, come on
F#mDAF#m
'cause it's new year, best to come correct
DBmDm
I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet
DDmFFm
I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet
A#C#mBmF#m
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
FAmF#m
Get on the floor and do the damn thing
DBmD
I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic
DmF
The nicest is here, the rest of those cats
FmBBmF#m
They was last year, well do something...
AF#m
I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets
ADBm
The cursin', that's weak, do something
DmDDm
Different, for instance, the Priest is brief
FBF#m
A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin
Am
Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in
F#mADBmD
My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
DmF
Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough
Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war
Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
Enemies please don't sit with me
I sit with these and cats with keys
Cash and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over!
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 F# 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
《Do The Damn Thing》調性為 F# 小調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 F#m、D、Bm、F。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈語氣呼籲突破框架、堅持自我表達，並批判說唱圈的虛偽與妥協。
主題
探討說唱藝術的純粹性與個人風格的價值，批判虛假的流行趨勢，強調真實性與行動力的重要性。
情緒
充滿自信、反叛與決心，夾雜對現狀的不滿與對自我信念的堅定。
意象與手法
- 「玩火會被燒到」象徵冒險與代價，呼應說唱圈的競爭本質。
- 重複「do the damn thing」形成口語化強烈節奏，強化行動呼籲。
- 以「街道」與「項目」對比，凸顯草根文化與主流價值的衝突。
重點句解讀
1. 「Get off the wall and do the damn thing」
翻譯「離開牆邊，去做那該死的事」
解析以粗話強化語氣，呼籲突破被動狀態，直接表達行動主義。
2. 「I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet」
翻譯「我還沒聽過我做不到的風格」
解析展現對說唱技巧的絕對自信，同時隱含對同業的輕
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌像是一場街頭的硬派宣言，節奏強烈得讓人很難不跟著點頭。歌詞裡那種對當前饒舌圈千篇一律的厭倦，聽起來特別真實，那種「與其在那邊猶豫，不如直接行動」的態度，很適合在需要動力、或是覺得生活停滯不前的時候聽，聽著聽著，心裡的雜音好像都跟著節奏被掃除了。
歌手把焦點轉回街頭巷尾的真實生活，不屑那些虛有其表的包裝，用詞充滿了那種毫無保留的自信，甚至帶著一點挑釁的火藥味。其實音樂最迷人的地方就在這裡，當你聽膩了那些過度修飾的流行敘事，反倒會想念這種直球對決、毫不拖泥帶水的力道。這首作品不僅僅是在展現技巧，更是在提醒聽者，無論環境再怎麼混亂，都要保持自我，把該做的事情做到位，這種率性與果決，正是這首歌最打動我的靈魂所在。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中以「別再猶豫不決」為核心，鼓勵聽眾從牆角與地面站起，展現行動力去完成目標。
・運用強烈的排比與對比，將自己與那些主題重複、風格乏味的饒舌歌手做出鮮明區隔。
・透過「視覺化」的韻腳堆疊，形容饒舌技巧如同藝術創作，不僅要聽得順耳更要具備侵略性。
・這是一首適合在健身或追求目標時播放的歌曲，透過充滿自信的節奏與態度，為聽眾注入滿滿的動力。