I'm rollin' in a nine-oh van. california, that's my plan
Got memories mixalot left in limbo, first stop sacremento
Here we go, hit a club called bentleys
Want a skirt to git wit' me, hit me
There's a girl with a back like a cadillac
I walked up and got pushed back
Her boyfriend tell her i'm a play-a
Dropped salt on a shit rhyme say-
My reputation offends this man
Next day hit williamland park
Creepin' like a shark
Spot a bad freak and i swoop like a hawk
"what up?", "howya like to roll wit' a champ?"
"please! all ya'll rappers is tramps"
My reputation is stoppin' my mission
Every freak in sac is dissin'
Back on the four lane freeway
Next stop, the two-one-three, l.a.
The two-one-three is rough
But the mixalot game is tough
Spot a young girl and i start that gamin'
Baby girl asks what set am i claimin'
"just cuz i rap, i gotta be in gang?"
It ain't a black thang, it's a rap thang
Censorship is sweepin' the nation
Messin' up a rap stars reputation
A rappers reputation, that's what i got
So i'm finished with the two-one-three
I knock, baby, but it's time to leave
Two days on the hard rock, boys is cruisin'
Interstate ten, straight to houston
They tell me 'bout the girls in the fifth ward
You know the boys must score
So we hit a fly club called guchies
Lookin' for the skirts with the largest booties
Girlies in the club wasn't takin' no shorts
Showin' no remorse
For a brother like mix, lookin' for the smooth
Didn't need a houston skirt to get with me
But the nights still young
And the hunk ain't done
So we stepped to the van
Attitude's out of it
The next club, the main event
We never think about a dress code
Just step up in the club and let the game roll
But as soon as my boy maharaji pulls up
Some punk starts runnin' up
He said you don't wanna be with a rap star
They play you for your money and your car
Well my boy got crushed but the girl stepped off
With a rap stars rep, the girls are lost
"hey yo, what's up, this is mix i had to make a run
Right quick, but leave your name and number 'n i'll
Getcha right back, peace."
So the posse left houston texas
All the girls keep callin' us sexis
Houston media is givin' us rappers no pity
So we all hit kansas city
In k.c. we go the gates and suns
Gotta get grub 'fore we run
Met a little freak named stacy
I said i'm not just here for the barbecue baby
She gave me that look, like pebbles
I'm acked with bass not treble
So i say, oogley-goo oogley-doo-goo-doo
"what'd you say?" i ain't tellin' you
You see the mix game is laced with riddles
It ain't moaney, it's mix in the middle
In walked my ex named wendy
She got a fresh dooney bag
'cause she's tired of fendi
Oooh, could a brother be busted
Because wendy trusted, me?
An' ah told a lit'l lie 'n
Said i was a loyal guy
Wendy got mad and she wants to dis me
In kansas city
Wendy starts to groovin'
Hands on her hips and her hair starts movin'
She said the mixalot game is phony
Just 'cause i said i'm runnin' girls like ponies
But talkin' that stuff is my occupation
That's how i got this reputation
A rappers reputation, got a rappers reputation
Bring it on down. a rappers reputation, bring it back
A rappers reputation, that's what i got. a rappers
Reputation, peace.
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[00:00.00]作詞 : Anthony L. Ray / Prince Rogers Nelson
[00:01.00]作曲 : Anthony L. Ray / Prince Rogers Nelson
[00:43.17]I'm rollin' in a nine-oh van. california, that's my plan
[00:47.25]Got memories mixalot left in limbo, first stop sacremento
[00:51.57]Here we go, hit a club called bentleys
[00:53.73]Want a skirt to git wit' me, hit me
[00:55.83]There's a girl with a back like a cadillac
[00:57.78]I walked up and got pushed back
[00:59.46]Her boyfriend tell her i'm a play-a
[01:01.44]Dropped salt on a shit rhyme say-
[01:03.42]My reputation offends this man
[01:05.85]Next day hit williamland park
[01:08.64]Creepin' like a shark
[01:09.60]Spot a bad freak and i swoop like a hawk
[01:11.49]"what up?", "howya like to roll wit' a champ?"
[01:13.62]"please! all ya'll rappers is tramps"
[01:15.57]My reputation is stoppin' my mission
[01:18.00]Every freak in sac is dissin'
[01:19.80]Back on the four lane freeway
[01:21.48]Next stop, the two-one-three, l.a.
[01:23.76]The two-one-three is rough
[01:25.62]But the mixalot game is tough
[01:27.21]Spot a young girl and i start that gamin'
[01:29.88]Baby girl asks what set am i claimin'
[01:31.83]"just cuz i rap, i gotta be in gang?"
[01:33.63]It ain't a black thang, it's a rap thang
[01:35.97]Censorship is sweepin' the nation
[01:37.92]Messin' up a rap stars reputation
[01:42.81]A rappers reputation, that's what i got
[01:47.73]So i'm finished with the two-one-three
[01:57.81]I knock, baby, but it's time to leave
[01:59.82]Two days on the hard rock, boys is cruisin'
[02:02.16]Interstate ten, straight to houston
[02:04.35]They tell me 'bout the girls in the fifth ward
[02:06.36]You know the boys must score
[02:07.92]So we hit a fly club called guchies
[02:10.05]Lookin' for the skirts with the largest booties
[02:12.24]Girlies in the club wasn't takin' no shorts
[02:14.37]Showin' no remorse
[02:15.99]For a brother like mix, lookin' for the smooth
[02:18.33]Didn't need a houston skirt to get with me
[02:21.03]But the nights still young
[02:22.53]And the hunk ain't done
[02:24.03]So we stepped to the van
[02:25.29]Attitude's out of it
[02:26.40]The next club, the main event
[02:28.44]We never think about a dress code
[02:30.12]Just step up in the club and let the game roll
[02:32.70]But as soon as my boy maharaji pulls up
[02:34.68]Some punk starts runnin' up
[02:36.06]He said you don't wanna be with a rap star
[02:38.31]They play you for your money and your car
[02:40.56]Well my boy got crushed but the girl stepped off
[02:42.78]With a rap stars rep, the girls are lost
[02:45.06]"hey yo, what's up, this is mix i had to make a run
[02:47.67]Right quick, but leave your name and number 'n i'll
[02:49.62]Getcha right back, peace."
[03:16.44]So the posse left houston texas
[03:18.51]All the girls keep callin' us sexis
[03:20.28]Houston media is givin' us rappers no pity
[03:22.56]So we all hit kansas city
[03:24.57]In k.c. we go the gates and suns
[03:26.82]Gotta get grub 'fore we run
[03:28.68]Met a little freak named stacy
[03:30.54]I said i'm not just here for the barbecue baby
[03:33.00]She gave me that look, like pebbles
[03:34.89]I'm acked with bass not treble
[03:36.63]So i say, oogley-goo oogley-doo-goo-doo
[03:38.67]"what'd you say?" i ain't tellin' you
[03:40.53]You see the mix game is laced with riddles
[03:42.63]It ain't moaney, it's mix in the middle
[03:44.73]In walked my ex named wendy
[03:46.62]She got a fresh dooney bag
[03:47.76]'cause she's tired of fendi
[03:48.99]Oooh, could a brother be busted
[03:51.21]Because wendy trusted, me?
[03:52.59]An' ah told a lit'l lie 'n
[03:55.08]Said i was a loyal guy
[03:57.06]Wendy got mad and she wants to dis me
[03:59.34]In kansas city
[04:01.08]Wendy starts to groovin'
[04:03.09]Hands on her hips and her hair starts movin'
[04:05.19]She said the mixalot game is phony
[04:07.17]Just 'cause i said i'm runnin' girls like ponies
[04:09.15]But talkin' that stuff is my occupation
[04:11.22]That's how i got this reputation
[04:16.11]A rappers reputation, got a rappers reputation
[04:28.65]Bring it on down. a rappers reputation, bring it back
[04:48.36]A rappers reputation, that's what i got. a rappers
[04:57.09]Reputation, peace.
移調 原調
A#m
作詞 : Anthony L. Ray / Prince Rogers Nelson
FmA#mD#mA#mC#A#mD#D#mF#C#A#mC#A#mC#A#mC#A#mD#mF#FD#mA#mC#A#mF#C#F#C#D#A#mC#A#mF#F#mFA#mA#A#mG#C#F#D#mF#G#G#mA#D#F
作曲 : Anthony L. Ray / Prince Rogers Nelson
C#F#A#m
I'm rollin' in a nine-oh van. california, that's my plan
G#C#A#mD#A#mA#G#
Got memories mixalot left in limbo, first stop sacremento
D#mF#DF#
Here we go, hit a club called bentleys
F#mG#
Want a skirt to git wit' me, hit me
D#mCmD#G#m
There's a girl with a back like a cadillac
FmD#FmF
I walked up and got pushed back
A#mF#mF#C#
Her boyfriend tell her i'm a play-a
BmF#G#
Dropped salt on a shit rhyme say-
A#mDmA#A#m
My reputation offends this man
A#G#FmF#F#mF#
Next day hit williamland park
D#mF#
Creepin' like a shark
DG#D#m
Spot a bad freak and i swoop like a hawk
AD#G#mFmDm
"what up?", "howya like to roll wit' a champ?"
FmF#D
"please! all ya'll rappers is tramps"
F#BmCmG#
My reputation is stoppin' my mission
C#mDm
Every freak in sac is dissin'
A#G#
Back on the four lane freeway
C#D#A#mFA#m
Next stop, the two-one-three, l.a.
G#
The two-one-three is rough
FmF#
But the mixalot game is tough
G#Fm
Spot a young girl and i start that gamin'
D#mFm
Baby girl asks what set am i claimin'
F
"just cuz i rap, i gotta be in gang?"
D#mA#mD#mG#
It ain't a black thang, it's a rap thang
C#A#m
Censorship is sweepin' the nation
C#G#F#
Messin' up a rap stars reputation
G#FmD#mFm
A rappers reputation, that's what i got
A#F#FmG#FF#A#mA#A#mA#G#C#F#
So i'm finished with the two-one-three
G#
I knock, baby, but it's time to leave
G#mA#D#F
Two days on the hard rock, boys is cruisin'
C#A#m
Interstate ten, straight to houston
F#A#m
They tell me 'bout the girls in the fifth ward
G#C#A#m
You know the boys must score
D#F#D#A#mA#
So we hit a fly club called guchies
G#D#mF#DmF#
Lookin' for the skirts with the largest booties
F#mG#
Girlies in the club wasn't takin' no shorts
D#mCmD#
Showin' no remorse
D#mFmA#Fm
For a brother like mix, lookin' for the smooth
F#F#mF#FmBmA#m
Didn't need a houston skirt to get with me
G#A#m
But the nights still young
DmA#A#m
And the hunk ain't done
A#G#
So we stepped to the van
FmF#
Attitude's out of it
F#mF#D#mF#
The next club, the main event
DG#D#m
We never think about a dress code
AD#G#mFmDm
Just step up in the club and let the game roll
FmF#D
But as soon as my boy maharaji pulls up
Some punk starts runnin' up
He said you don't wanna be with a rap star
They play you for your money and your car
Well my boy got crushed but the girl stepped off
With a rap stars rep, the girls are lost
"hey yo, what's up, this is mix i had to make a run
Right quick, but leave your name and number 'n i'll
Getcha right back, peace."
So the posse left houston texas
All the girls keep callin' us sexis
Houston media is givin' us rappers no pity
So we all hit kansas city
In k.c. we go the gates and suns
Gotta get grub 'fore we run
Met a little freak named stacy
I said i'm not just here for the barbecue baby
She gave me that look, like pebbles
I'm acked with bass not treble
So i say, oogley-goo oogley-doo-goo-doo
"what'd you say?" i ain't tellin' you
You see the mix game is laced with riddles
It ain't moaney, it's mix in the middle
In walked my ex named wendy
She got a fresh dooney bag
'cause she's tired of fendi
Oooh, could a brother be busted
Because wendy trusted, me?
An' ah told a lit'l lie 'n
Said i was a loyal guy
Wendy got mad and she wants to dis me
In kansas city
Wendy starts to groovin'
Hands on her hips and her hair starts movin'
She said the mixalot game is phony
Just 'cause i said i'm runnin' girls like ponies
But talkin' that stuff is my occupation
That's how i got this reputation
A rappers reputation, got a rappers reputation
Bring it on down. a rappers reputation, bring it back
A rappers reputation, that's what i got. a rappers
Reputation, peace.
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曲解析
《A Rapper's Reputation》調性為 A# 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 A#m、F#、G#、C#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
聲譽成為說唱歌手追夢路上的雙面刃，既是他身份的象徵，也是人際關係的障礙。
主題
探討說唱藝術家在社會認同與個人形象之間的掙扎，以及聲譽對生活與人際互動的影響。
情緒
自信中帶有無奈，幽默裡隱藏疏離，對聲譽的矛盾態度反映現實與理想間的衝突。
意象與手法
以「cadillac（凱迪拉克）」比喻女性魅力、「shark（鯊魚）」與「hawk（鷹）」描寫追蹤與衝突的動作，透過城市間的流動性隱喻聲譽的擴散與追蹤。
重點句解讀
1. 「My reputation offends this man」
中文翻譯「我的聲譽讓這位男士不悅」
解析直接點出聲譽作為衝突源頭，反映社會對說唱歌手的偏見與誤解。
2. 「A rapper's reputation, that's what I got」
中文翻譯「說唱歌手的聲譽，就是我的一切」
解析強調聲譽與身份的緊密連結，同時暗示其無法擺脫的宿命感。
3. 「It ain't a black thang, it's a rap thang」
中文翻譯「這不是黑人問題，而是說唱問題」
解析澄清聲譽焦慮的根源非種族，而是文化差異與刻板印象的衝突。
4. 「The mixalot game is laced with riddles」
中文翻譯「Mix-A-Lot的遊戲充滿謎題」
解析以雙關語暗指說唱產業的複雜性，聲譽的維繫如同解謎般艱難。
適合情境
適合作為面對社會偏見時的自我提醒，或在追夢過程中需平衡個人形象與理想時的聆聽陪伴。
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）。