[Fifty talkin' to himself]
Yo, You know what I want?
I want the beat to drop in like..now
Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right
You are crazy..
I ain't crazy...
you are crazy....
At least I don't think I'm crazy
I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho
You hot but you crazy..
Why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
[Verse 1:]
It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl
It's the money that - makes these hoes love me
It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug m
Man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write what I do or see
The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's,
Don't cry for me,smile for me
And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for m
Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
The clips we packed
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
Let my tombstone read "I Tried"
And from the start everything I wrote was from my heart
So it'll always be number one on my chart
I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art
Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
This shittt is real, it ain't a game.
[Chorus]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
[Verse 2:]
First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
So I get vest up when I get dressed up
In the hood it's messed up,
Bitches runnin' 'round shootin' shittt up
If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
If you're gossiping about me, shut the **** up
Why do bitches act like they hard when they know they butt?
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
Duke listen,
If you move I'm gonna hurt you
You'll get your turn to *******ne later,
Patience is a virtue
Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.
[Chorus 2X]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
[Verse 3:]
I know we all gotta go,
but I'd hate to go fast
then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
man listen
If you really really like this shittt
Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt
Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop
I'm gonna be chargin' you all bitches like Forty a pop
To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
Typical mentality, I know,
I'm straight from the street
1999's the year of the predator,
I'm killin' to eat
Bitches'll treat you like a egg,
You come to cop you get beat
Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels?
What a treat
You're a generous guy
Take 'em off or die
Man, we hurtin' 'round here,
Ain't nobody slingin' pies
Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly
Why you 'round here with this shittt anyway?
Huh? you high?
See, you done made the wrong move,
Kiss your ass goodbye.
[Chorus 2x]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
The Good Die Young - 衛詩
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[00:00.641][Fifty talkin' to himself]
[00:01.180]Yo, You know what I want?
[00:06.108]I want the beat to drop in like..now
[00:10.061]Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right
[00:18.212]You are crazy..
[00:19.524]I ain't crazy...
[00:20.892]you are crazy....
[00:22.606]At least I don't think I'm crazy
[00:23.918]I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho
[00:26.004]You hot but you crazy..
[00:27.412]Why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
[00:29.508][Verse 1:]
[00:29.724]It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl
[00:32.715]It's the money that - makes these hoes love me
[00:35.406]It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug m
[00:37.966]Man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
[00:41.214]Yo, I actually write what I do or see
[00:43.652]The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
[00:46.691]When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's,
[00:49.092]Don't cry for me,smile for me
[00:50.563]And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for m
[00:52.771]Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
[00:55.307]The clips we packed
[00:56.251]And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
[00:58.907]Let my tombstone read "I Tried"
[01:00.723]And from the start everything I wrote was from my heart
[01:03.283]So it'll always be number one on my chart
[01:05.421]I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art
[01:07.955]Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
[01:10.235]This shittt is real, it ain't a game.
[01:11.889][Chorus]
[01:12.147]They say the good die young
[01:13.347]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[01:15.428]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[01:18.043]Keep your eyes on yours
[01:19.395]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[01:21.438]They say the good die young
[01:23.907]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[01:26.203]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[01:28.764]Keep your eyes on yours
[01:30.099]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[01:31.427][Verse 2:]
[01:31.675]First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
[01:36.555]I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
[01:39.451]So I get vest up when I get dressed up
[01:41.531]In the hood it's messed up,
[01:42.812]Bitches runnin' 'round shootin' shittt up
[01:44.491]If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
[01:47.195]If you're gossiping about me, shut the **** up
[01:49.786]Why do bitches act like they hard when they know they butt?
[01:52.547]And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
[01:54.970]Duke listen,
[01:55.851]If you move I'm gonna hurt you
[01:57.325]You'll get your turn to *******ne later,
[01:59.050]Patience is a virtue
[02:00.107]Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
[02:02.965]Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
[02:05.595]Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
[02:08.050]I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
[02:10.866]Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
[02:13.266]I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.
[02:15.451][Chorus 2X]
[02:15.763]They say the good die young
[02:17.058]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[02:18.907]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[02:21.610]Keep your eyes on yours
[02:22.866]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[02:24.442]They say the good die young
[02:27.506]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[02:29.770]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[02:32.138]Keep your eyes on yours
[02:33.482]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[02:35.250][Verse 3:]
[02:35.603]I know we all gotta go,
[02:38.722]but I'd hate to go fast
[02:40.162]then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
[02:42.794]man listen
[02:44.138]If you really really like this shittt
[02:45.259]Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt
[02:47.970]Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop
[02:50.716]I'm gonna be chargin' you all bitches like Forty a pop
[02:53.378]To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
[02:56.075]Typical mentality, I know,
[02:57.700]I'm straight from the street
[02:58.658]1999's the year of the predator,
[03:00.356]I'm killin' to eat
[03:01.323]Bitches'll treat you like a egg,
[03:02.802]You come to cop you get beat
[03:03.906]Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels?
[03:05.938]What a treat
[03:07.154]You're a generous guy
[03:07.995]Take 'em off or die
[03:09.044]Man, we hurtin' 'round here,
[03:10.818]Ain't nobody slingin' pies
[03:12.130]Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly
[03:14.388]Why you 'round here with this shittt anyway?
[03:16.306]Huh? you high?
[03:17.298]See, you done made the wrong move,
[03:18.706]Kiss your ass goodbye.
[03:19.657][Chorus 2x]
[03:19.858]They say the good die young
[03:20.669]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[03:22.419]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[03:24.893]Keep your eyes on yours
[03:26.801]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[03:27.921]They say the good die young
[03:30.745]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[03:33.161]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[03:35.689]Keep your eyes on yours
[03:37.027]While I keep my eyes on mine.
移調 原調
AG#mAmCCmG#mEmBm
Yo, You know what I want?
BC#mEmCG#mEm
I want the beat to drop in like..now
F#EmC#mEmGBEmBmAG#mEmF#
Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right
C#mEm
You are crazy..
F#
I ain't crazy...
EmEEm
you are crazy....
G
At least I don't think I'm crazy
EmE
I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho
G#mE
You hot but you crazy..
EmEG#mEm
Why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
EG#mCEm
It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl
GEmF#m
It's the money that - makes these hoes love me
AB
It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug m
EmG#mB
Man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
EA#G
Yo, I actually write what I do or see
DAF#mB
The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
BmEm
When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's,
EB
Don't cry for me,smile for me
C#m
And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for m
A
Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
F#mB
The clips we packed
EEm
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
BC#m
Let my tombstone read "I Tried"
F#m
And from the start everything I wrote was from my heart
DF#m
So it'll always be number one on my chart
BG#mBE
I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art
G#mBC#m
Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
This shittt is real, it ain't a game.
AF#m
They say the good die young
AF#mB
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
G#mBE
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
B
Keep your eyes on yours
C#m
While I keep my eyes on mine.
AF#mA
They say the good die young
BA
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
C#mEmGB
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
EmCEm
Keep your eyes on yours
G#mCm
While I keep my eyes on mine.
EmF#mC#mEmG#mEm
First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
F#mEC#mEm
I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
GEm
So I get vest up when I get dressed up
BC#m
In the hood it's messed up,
G#mEmB
Bitches runnin' 'round shootin' shittt up
EmF#
If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
C#mEmC
If you're gossiping about me, shut the **** up
GEF#mA
Why do bitches act like they hard when they know they butt?
EmB
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
G#mEm
Duke listen,
A
If you move I'm gonna hurt you
CC#mC
You'll get your turn to *******ne later,
G
Patience is a virtue
EmF#mAF#m
Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
BEm
Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
EBC#m
Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
A
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
F#mB
Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
E
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.
B
They say the good die young
C#m
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
F#mA
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
F#mBG#m
Keep your eyes on yours
B
While I keep my eyes on mine.
EG#mBC#m
They say the good die young
F#mA
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
DB
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
G#mB
Keep your eyes on yours
EB
While I keep my eyes on mine.
C#m
I know we all gotta go,
F#m
but I'd hate to go fast
EmF#mB
then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
Em
man listen
F#mB
If you really really like this shittt
EmF#mC#G#m
Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt
F#F#mBG#m
Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop
G#BA
I'm gonna be chargin' you all bitches like Forty a pop
F#mAE
To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
C#
Typical mentality, I know,
A
I'm straight from the street
DB
1999's the year of the predator,
I'm killin' to eat
E
Bitches'll treat you like a egg,
B
You come to cop you get beat
DC#m
Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels?
A
What a treat
You're a generous guy
Take 'em off or die
F#mB
Man, we hurtin' 'round here,
E
Ain't nobody slingin' pies
DD#mC#m
Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly
Why you 'round here with this shittt anyway?
F#m
Huh? you high?
AF#m
See, you done made the wrong move,
B
Kiss your ass goodbye.
G#m
They say the good die young
BE
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
BC#m
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
F#m
Keep your eyes on yours
D
While I keep my eyes on mine.
F#mBG#mB
They say the good die young
EG#mB
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
C#m
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
AF#m
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
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
《The Good Die Young》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 B、Em、F#m、G#m。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈自嘲與反叛語氣，探討金錢、命運與街頭文化下的生存掙扎。
主題
批判金錢對人性的異化、年輕生命的短暫與無常，以及街頭文化中的權力關係。
情緒
充滿反叛、無奈與自嘲的焦躁感，夾雜對命運的抗議與對現實的冷靜觀察。
意象與手法
運用「金錢」與「死亡」的對比、街頭俚語與暴力意象，透過自白式敘述凸顯個人與社會的衝突。
重點句解讀
1. 「I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho」
自我肯定中帶有自貶語氣，反映主角對自身價值的矛盾認知，同時暗示社會對「成功」的扭曲定義。
2. 「When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's」
以戲謔口吻宣示藝術價值，隱喻創作在死亡後才被認同，批判現實對當下價值的忽視。
3. 「Keep your eyes on yours, While I keep my eyes on mine」
強調個人主義與競爭意識，展現街頭文化中「各顧各」的生存哲學。
4. 「They say the good die young」
直接引用命運論述，將「年輕死亡」歸因於社會結構，而非個人過錯，帶出對命運的控訴。
適合情境
面對社會壓力、個人掙扎或需要激勵動力時，透過強烈節奏與反叛語調釋放情緒。
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）。