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
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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
AmF
Nobody likes me
DmGAm
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
FDmD
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
BmD
**** all y'all
BmAm
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
FDm
My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
GEm
Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
AmDF
Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
DmD
I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
DmAm
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
DmF
Coke price go up, cats'll come down
EEm
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Am
Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
FDm
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
D
When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
AF
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
EEm
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
AmF
I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
DmGD
The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
Am
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
FE
The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
AmF
My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
DmDBm
Scream murder, I don't believe you
DAm
Murder, **** around and leave you
F
Murder, I don't believe you
E
Murder, murder your life's on the line
Am
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
FDm
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
D
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Am
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
DmFB
I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
Am
Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
F
I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
FmDmD
Unless he say she said she on my d**k
DmAm
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
DmA
Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
EC
You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
AF
I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
DmFmDmD
In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
ADmBm
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
D
You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
DmE
Scream murder, I don't believe you
BmAmA
Murder, **** around and leave you
AmF
Murder, I don't believe you
D
Murder, murder your life's on the line
A
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
F
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
GG#mA
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
AmF
Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
DDmF
See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't trying
GGmEm
I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
Am
Get outta line, I get you hit up
Dm
Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
D
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
GAAm
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
FAm
50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
DmF
Imma say this shit now and never again
DmD
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
Am
The games you playing, you get killed like that
FDm
Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
AAm
See me when you see me nigga, what?
FDmF
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Dm
Murder, **** around and leave you
DAm
Murder, I don't believe you
F
Murder, murder your life's on the line
EEm
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
A
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
FDm
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
DDmADmFmA#BmBBmAAmFDAAmFGG#AAmFDmDDmDFGEmAm
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 D 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 D 小調、速度約每分鐘 72 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 Dm、F、Am、D。（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宣示自身威懾力，並警告對手生命危機。
主題街頭生存哲學、權力對抗與自我價值肯定。
情緒充滿威嚇性與自信的冷酷感，夾雜被排斥後的反叛與無畏。
意象與手法運用槍枝、毒品、車輛等街頭符碼象徵力量，以重複副歌強化危機感，並透過俚語與暴力意象凸顯生存競賽的殘酷性。
重點句解讀
1. 「Your life's on the line」：直接點明歌名核心，將對手命運與自身行動緊扣，暗示隨時可能引爆衝突。
2. 「I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me」：以「watch」（手錶）與「whip」（車）象徵社會地位，暗示物質條件成為言語的延伸。
3. 「The games you playing, you get killed like that」：批判對手的遊戲規則終將招致死亡，揭露出暴力社會的殘酷現實。
適合情境面對對抗性場景時的自我警示，或需展現強勢態度的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首作品展現了一種與常規大相徑庭的聽覺衝擊，雖然這首歌最初並非出自譚維維之手，但當我們把視角拉回到這類充滿街頭硬派氣息的節奏中，會發現那種極具侵略性的敘事方式，其實是在描繪一種被逼到邊緣後的自我防衛。歌詞裡那些關於生存、競爭與對抗的描寫，聽起來就像是一場場沒有退路的心理博弈。
作為樂迷，我認為這首歌最值得玩味的地方，在於它毫無保留地展現了憤怒與孤傲。它沒有試圖討好誰，反而用一種近乎挑釁的口吻，把對現實的不滿與對手戲的冷峻刻畫得入木三分。如果你在情緒低落或者需要一點強勢動力時點開它，那種粗獷且不加修飾的節奏感，或許能讓你感受到一種原始的、不服輸的生命力。這不是那種適合在平靜午後播放的曲子，它更像是在深夜裡，一個人對著暗處反覆確認自己價值時，那種最真實也最尖銳的獨白。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞以強烈的排比與反覆的「Ｍｕｒｄｅｒ」呼喊，營造出充滿壓迫感與挑釁意味的街頭敘事氛圍。
・透過「手錶」、「名車」與「槍械」的具象化描述，將物質財富與暴力威脅連結，展現出極具侵略性的自我防衛心態。
・歌詞中頻繁使用「說唱歌手」視角進行自我指涉，不僅點名多位同行，更藉由評價他人作品的真實性，凸顯自身對街頭生存規則的獨特定義。
・全曲節奏強烈且語氣直白，適合在需要宣洩情緒或強調個人強勢立場的場景中聆聽。