Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
**** all y'all
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats'll come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
Unless he say she said she on my d**k
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't trying
I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
Get outta line, I get you hit up
Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
Imma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playing, you get killed like that
Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, what?
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
Your Life's on the Line - 潘秀瓊
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[00:11.60]Nobody likes me
[00:16.72]Nobody likes me, but that's okay
[00:20.56]Cause I don't like y'all anyway
[00:21.94]Man, I don't like y'all anyway
[00:24.59]**** all y'all
[00:26.00]I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:28.52]My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
[00:31.76]Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
[00:33.94]Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
[00:36.63]I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
[00:39.60]I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
[00:41.17]Coke price go up, cats'll come down
[00:44.40]The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
[00:46.60]Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
[00:49.15]They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
[00:51.70]When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
[00:54.80]I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
[00:56.87]Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
[00:59.50]OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
[01:01.51]I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
[01:04.39]The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
[01:06.91]The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
[01:09.68]The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
[01:12.16]Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
[01:14.65]My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
[01:17.81]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[01:20.48]Murder, **** around and leave you
[01:22.47]Murder, I don't believe you
[01:24.97]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[01:27.79]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[01:29.98]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
[01:32.47]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
[01:34.30]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
[01:37.63]I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
[01:40.50]Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
[01:42.77]I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
[01:45.28]Unless he say she said she on my d**k
[01:47.98]It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
[01:50.82]Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
[01:53.17]You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
[01:55.37]I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
[01:58.10]In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
[02:01.20]You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
[02:03.40]Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
[02:06.11]You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
[02:08.95]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[02:11.40]Murder, **** around and leave you
[02:13.73]Murder, I don't believe you
[02:16.25]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[02:19.00]These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
[02:21.30]That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
[02:23.82]Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
[02:27.80]Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
[02:29.60]See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
[02:34.60]I catch stunts when I ain't trying
[02:35.70]I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
[02:39.88]Get outta line, I get you hit up
[02:41.35]Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
[02:44.23]You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
[02:46.94]Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
[02:49.68]50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
[02:52.20]Imma say this shit now and never again
[02:54.63]We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
[02:57.23]The games you playing, you get killed like that
[02:59.73]Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
[03:02.22]See me when you see me nigga, what?
[03:04.76]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[03:07.45]Murder, **** around and leave you
[03:10.11]Murder, I don't believe you
[03:12.81]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[03:15.35]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[03:17.58]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
[03:19.92]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
[03:22.15]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
移調 原調
BF#mDE
Nobody likes me
Em
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Bm
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
F#mD
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
G#mE
**** all y'all
Em
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
BmB
My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
F#m
Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
BE
Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
EmEDmE
I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
BBm
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
AmF#mE
Coke price go up, cats'll come down
G#mE
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
EmBm
Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
BBmAm
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
F#mEG#m
When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
EG#mGEm
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
BmB
Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
D
OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
Bm
I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
E
The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
BmB
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
BmD
The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
GBm
Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
GAC#m
My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
EF#m
Scream murder, I don't believe you
GEmGAm
Murder, **** around and leave you
BmBBm
Murder, I don't believe you
EEm
Murder, murder your life's on the line
G
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
EAB
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
Bm
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
EG
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
A
I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
AmAB
Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
Bm
I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
F#m
Unless he say she said she on my d**k
BE
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
Em
Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
Bm
You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
F#m
I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
BE
In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
EmC#m
You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
BmBBmA
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
F#mEG#m
You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
EBm
Scream murder, I don't believe you
EmBm
Murder, **** around and leave you
BF#m
Murder, I don't believe you
EG#m
Murder, murder your life's on the line
GBmEm
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
EB
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
BmDBm
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
EBm
See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
D
I catch stunts when I ain't trying
GBmA
I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
Get outta line, I get you hit up
C#mEF#m
Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
GEmGAmBm
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
BBmE
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
EmG
50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
EmE
Imma say this shit now and never again
AmB
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
BmE
The games you playing, you get killed like that
EmG
Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
EmE
See me when you see me nigga, what?
BmBBm
Scream murder, I don't believe you
EC#m
Murder, **** around and leave you
EmG
Murder, I don't believe you
EmE
Murder, murder your life's on the line
BmBBm
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
E
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
EmG
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
AE
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
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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
《Your Life's on the Line》調性為 E 大調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 Bm、E、Em、B。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過強硬的街頭敘事與對抗性的語言，展現個人在惡劣環境中生存的冷酷哲學。
主題
本曲描繪了饒舌歌手在暴力、毒品與競爭激烈的街頭環境中，所建立的防禦性自我形象，並對挑戰者發出嚴厲的生存警告。
情緒
充滿敵意、狂傲、冷酷且具有高度威脅性。
意象與手法
歌曲運用了大量的街頭俚語與暴力意象，透過對「財富」與「武力」的展示，建構出一種絕對的權威感。歌詞採用第一人稱的敘述視角，將個人經歷與街頭法則結合，並以反覆的「謀殺」呼喊強化對立感，強調在這種環境下，任何言語挑釁都將面臨生命威脅。
重點句解讀
一、「Ｉ ｌｅｔ ｍｙ ｗａｔｃｈ ｔａｌｋ ｆｏｒ ｍｅ， ｍｙ ｗｈｉｐ ｔａｌｋ ｆｏｒ ｍｅ」：意指比起言語，昂貴的手錶與汽車更能彰顯自己的地位與影響力，展現了物質價值即是身分符號的現實觀。
二、「ＯＧ＇ｓ ｌｏｏｋ ａｔ ｍｅ ａｎｄ ｓｅｅ Ｉ＇ｍ ｗｈａｔ ｔｈｅｙ ｕｓｅｄ ｔｏ ｂｅ」：將自己視為街頭傳承的一部分，透過與資深者的自我映照，確立自己在街頭體系中的真實性與合法性。
三、「Ｙｏｕ ｇｅｔ ｃａｒｒｉｅｄ ａｗａｙ， ｙｏｕ ｃａｎ ｇｅｔ ｓｈｏｔ ａｎｄ ｃａｒｒｉｅｄ ａｗａｙ」：運用「ｃａｒｒｉｅｄ ａｗａｙ」（得意忘形）與「ｃａｒｒｉｅｄ ａｗａｙ」（被擔架抬走）的雙關語，直白地警告對手若逾越界線，將付出生命代價。
四、「Ｔｈｅｓｅ ｃａｔｓ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｅｓｃａｐｅ ｒｅａｌｉｔｙ ｗｈｅｎ ｔｈｅｙ ｒｈｙｍｅ」：諷刺其他饒舌歌手在作品中虛構街頭生活，對比出作者對自身真實經歷的堅持與傲慢。
適合情境
適合在需要展現強大心理防禦、面對競爭壓力，或是追求強烈節奏感與街頭硬派氛圍時聆聽。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首作品在節奏推進間，展現出極強的侵略性與防衛機制。聽著那冷冽的鼓點，你會感受到一種被逼到牆角後的反撲，歌詞中那種對周遭環境的不信任，以及將生存賭注完全押在自我武裝上的心態，描繪得極其寫實。這不是那種追求修辭華麗的饒舌，而是帶著粗礪質感的街頭生存報告，字裡行間流露出的那種毫不遮掩的傲氣，其實正反映了創作者在成名路上，面對四面楚歌時那種既孤獨又強悍的心理狀態。
若你在深夜時分，想感受那種不被理解卻依然堅持自我風格的倔強，這首歌或許能提供一種另類的共鳴。它提醒著聽者，當一個人決定將命運完全掌握在自己手中時，那種對抗世界的能量有多麼驚人。那種反覆強調的危險信號，不只是在威脅對手，更像是給自己的一道防護網。這確實不是適合在輕鬆場合播放的曲子，但若你想窺見饒舌音樂中最原始、最不妥協的衝撞，這絕對是值得細細咀嚼的一記重拳。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞以強烈的排比節奏展現對立姿態，透過反覆詠唱「謀殺」意象，將恐懼與威脅感貫穿整首作品。
・歌手運用擬人化修辭，讓手錶、名車與槍械替自己發聲，具象化地描繪出財富與權力帶來的傲慢氛圍。
・歌詞中對於其他饒舌歌手的點名與挑釁，將私人的衝突直接搬上檯面，構築出極具侵略性的嘻哈敘事風格。
・曲中不斷強調「說」與「做」的落差，諷刺他人只會虛張聲勢，而自己則是將街頭現實轉化為歌詞的實踐者。