[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 - 衛詩
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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
GG#D#m
You know this beat is crazy, right
BmEG#Bm
This the beat right here, yo
C#mABmAG
They gonna love this when they hear this, g
EmF#Bm
A lot of these rappers are indecisive
GmBBmG
Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
F#BmCmBAG
But, anyway, get rich, get brain
AGmBmGm
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
C#BmGC#m
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
BmDAG
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
GmG#mBmG#m
Silly rappers, when will you learn
BmCm
You play with fire and you will get burned
A#BmAF#G
'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
CmBmDBmAmA#mD
Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
GG#mDG#Dm
Weak rhymes, same topics
ADmC#mD
This one's for the streets, for the projects
GBmF#mEmA#
For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
DmDDmADm
For my dogs in the law hit with charges
DG#BmDm
**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
AmA#DmA#
For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
DmAFD
Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
DmC#mBmGm
I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
GA#EA#
Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
DmD
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
DmDAA#BmAm
And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
FmGmA#AA#
I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
ADmGmDmGDm
You're not real, same flow, no style
GmC#mA#
I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
DmFC#Dm
And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
A#GDmADm
'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
AGC#DmA#m
And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
A#A#mA#
Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
C#DADmC#m
And I get physical, visual, very artistical
AGmA#mA#BmA
Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
A#mA#BmDmG
Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
A#GmADA#
Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
DmA#
Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
GmA#DmA#
They knew since their kind is all stupid
GmA#
Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
GD#mBmF#A#BmA#BA#BmDAGFmBmA#mDm
And I stand to prove it this time, come on
'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
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!
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曲解析
《Do The Damn Thing》調性為 D 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 Bm、A#、Dm、A。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
強調突破自我限制，以真實態度面對音樂與生活挑戰。
主題
自我肯定、對抗質疑、堅持真實性與行動力。
情緒
自信驕傲中帶有挑釁與決絕，並隱含對現實的批判與不妥協。
意象與手法
「做該做的事」重複強調行動力，「玩火者必自焚」比喻對抗態度，「街道」象徵現實殘酷，「鋼鐵」與「子彈」等具象詞凸顯衝突感。
重點句解讀
1. 「Get off the wall and do the damn thing」
翻譯「離開牆邊，做該做的事」
解析以「牆」隱喻被動等待的狀態，呼籲主動突破框架，展現決心。
2. 「Silly rappers, when will you learn」
翻譯「愚蠢的說唱者，你們何時才能學會」
解析直接批判同業的無能與重複，強調自身獨特的創作態度。
3. 「The streets is real, even Biggie got Pac」
翻譯「街道很現實，連BIGGIE都有PAC」
解析以說唱界傳奇為例，揭示現實的殘酷性，暗示成功亦難逃困境。
適合情境
面對壓力時激勵自我、需要勇於行動的場合，或對抗虛假主流價值的時刻。
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）。