[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 - 文慧如
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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
F#G#G#mC#F#m
You know this beat is crazy, right
C#F#mB
This the beat right here, yo
F#mG#mF#mC#F#m
They gonna love this when they hear this, g
EFmE
A lot of these rappers are indecisive
C#mE
Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
G#mEG#mC#F#m
But, anyway, get rich, get brain
C#G#mAB
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
F#mBF#m
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
EG#
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
G#mE
Silly rappers, when will you learn
Fm
You play with fire and you will get burned
G#F#mA
'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
EABEm
Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
BEBG#mC#m
Weak rhymes, same topics
EBE
This one's for the streets, for the projects
C#m
For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
F#EG#mF#mAF#m
For my dogs in the law hit with charges
DAC#mAG#mB
**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
EmBE
For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
BEC#mE
Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
G#m
I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
F#mG#mE
Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
F#m
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
EF#mDB
And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
EEmBE
I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
You're not real, same flow, no style
C#mG#mC#m
I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
EC#mEF#m
And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
B
'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
F#B
And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
EmE
Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
G#mE
And I get physical, visual, very artistical
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Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
AmAAm
Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
EBmF#B
Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
EmBmBE
Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
Bm
I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
EBmF#E
They knew since their kind is all stupid
C#mF#C#m
Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
F#mF#AC#mF#mBmF#EmBEG#mEBmEAE
And I stand to prove it this time, come on
C#mBBmF#Bm
'cause it's new year, best to come correct
EmBE
I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet
BmEB
I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet
F#C#mF#
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
C#mEF#mAF#
Get on the floor and do the damn thing
F#mAF#mF#
I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic
EBBmB
The nicest is here, the rest of those cats
BmEmEC#m
They was last year, well do something...
A
I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets
EEmF#Gm
The cursin', that's weak, do something
G#E
Different, for instance, the Priest is brief
C#mF#A
A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin
EmF#
Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in
G#EC#mEmF#
My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
C#mEC#m
Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough
EG#D#m
Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
G#mAC#m
I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
AC#mF#BmF#BF#
Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
BmEmBmB
Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war
EEmC#mA
Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
EmAEmGBm
And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
BBmB
Enemies please don't sit with me
BmG#mE
I sit with these and cats with keys
EmF#C#mF#C#mF#mF#BmBBmBEmBmEG#C#mAAmEmGBmBBmG#mEmEC#mD#EmC#mC#C#mF#C#mDF#mF#EBBmEmEEmEEmEF#mF#F#mFmF#mA#BF#F#mBEmF#mBEC#DC#G#mC#C#mG#F#mC#mF#EG#C#F#F#mAmEBF#BG#mFF#DEmEC
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 E 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 E 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 E、B、F#、C#m。（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、展現自我實力，並批判說唱圈的虛假與浮躁。
主題
聚焦說唱文化中的競爭與自我價值確認，批判偽裝者、強調真實實力與街頭底層經驗的價值。
情緒
充滿挑釁、自信與憤怒，同時帶有對現實的無奈與對自我信念的堅定。
意象與手法
運用「火」與「燒」象徵衝突與考驗，以「街頭」、「公寓」等空間描繪底層生活，透過重複句式「do the damn thing」強化行動呼籲，並以「槍」、「鋼鐵」等意象隱喻戰鬥態度。
重點句解讀
1. 「Silly rappers, when will you learn」
直接譴責偽裝者，暗示說唱圈充斥著缺乏真才實學的「偽裝者」，呼籲他們面對現實。
2. 「The streets is real, even Biggie got Pac」
強調街頭文化的嚴峻現實，即使傳奇如Biggie亦需面對生存掙扎，批判虛假的說唱理想化。
3. 「I pop steel, lames, no know who go down」
「steel」隱喻武力或強硬態度，表達對無實力者的不屑，並宣示自我競爭優勢。
4. 「I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind」
自我肯定說唱實力，強調創造力與不可被預測的風格，對抗傳統框架。
適合情境
適合需要激勵自我突破、面對競爭壓力或反思文化虛偽性的場景，如創作者面對創作瓶頸時，或對抗社會偽裝現象的思考時聆聽。
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）。