[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 - 陳佳俊
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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
D#mG#mD#mC#G#m
You know this beat is crazy, right
F#
This the beat right here, yo
A#mAA#m
They gonna love this when they hear this, g
G#F#G#G#m
A lot of these rappers are indecisive
G#C#mF#
Ya'll comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
C#mC#F#mF#F#m
But, anyway, get rich, get brain
CmGm
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
G#G#mC#mG#C#m
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
F#A#mF#
Get off the floor and do the damn thing
F#mCm
Silly rappers, when will you learn
GmGEC#
You play with fire and you will get burned
G#mEC#G#m
'cause now, I've been low, lately, waitin' my turn
F#A#m
Turn off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
GGmD#
Weak rhymes, same topics
GmEG#mD#mG#
This one's for the streets, for the projects
C#G#mB
For my g's with the niggas in the apartments
F#F#m
For my dogs in the law hit with charges
GmD#F#C#m
**** them, 'cause I love ya'll regardless
G#mG#C#mF#
For my chicks in the whips dancin' bra-less
F#mC#mF#
Hair done, nice face, lookin' flawless
GmD#
I got that thing, bust off, lead objects
CmG#G#mG#
Ya'll cats are lame, no threat, it's a promise
C#mC#F#F#m
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's fake
F#
And you fake, that's why you **** with his tape
GGmCmF#
I'll take that thing and just bust in your face
G#G#mG#G#m
You're not real, same flow, no style
C#mF#C#mG#
I pop steel, lames, no know who go down
F#mF#
And I don't give a ****, who run the city or not
CmGmC#mG#
'cause the streets is real, even Biggie got Pac
G#mG#G#mC#m
And I love those bitches, but I don't love ya'll
F#A#mF#
Bust a slug for those bitches, but bust a slug at ya'll
GGmG
And I get physical, visual, very artistical
C#mG#F#C#mC#
Givin' party people something, funky to listen to
F#G#F#
Hizza, hey, my rhymes is blizza, blazed
F#mF#G#C#m
Cross your fizza, face, down to your waist
GmG#F#
Raps, I do this, since the music influence the truest
G#mG#F#
I shoot 'em with rhymes, execute 'em with lines
G#mG#
They knew since their kind is all stupid
A#mF#mF#
Beats we loop it then they cue it, they foolish
A#mGEmC#mGC#G#mG#G#mC#mA#mF#GGmD#BmG#G#mF#mC#mC#C#m
And I stand to prove it this time, come on
F#mF#F#mF#Cm
'cause it's new year, best to come correct
D#G#F#G#
I ain't hear a style that I can't do yet
G#mG#C#mF#
I ain't hear a rapper, that I can't move yet
C#mG#F#
Get off the wall and do the damn thing
CmGm
Get on the floor and do the damn thing
C#G#G#m
I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic
G#G#mC#m
The nicest is here, the rest of those cats
F#A#mF#
They was last year, well do something...
F#mCm
I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the streets
GmC#
The cursin', that's weak, do something
BG#m
Different, for instance, the Priest is brief
FmC#BC#D#m
A technique, I proves my point, with the pen and some gin
F#
Thoughts and beats, I'm blendin' it in
GmD#GC#G#m
My records will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
F#C#G#mBBmF#m
Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough
F#C#
Plus I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
A#GmEmD#G#m
I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
BG#mC#BF#D#m
Chapters of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
F#D#m
Sever your jaws, I'm ready for war
C#mCGmD#F#
Like Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
G#mBG#mC#B
And rap to spread to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
G#mF#A#m
Enemies please don't sit with me
F#C#mC
I sit with these and cats with keys
F#EmC#G#mG#D#C#mF#mC#F#F#mF#GmC#mCmC#mG#D#mG#C#mG#mF#mC#F#DGmA#m
Cash and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over!
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C# 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
《Do The Damn Thing》調性為 C# 大調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 F#、G#m、G#、C#m。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
鼓勵突破框架、以行動證明自我價值。
主題
批判說唱圈的虛偽與猶豫，強調行動力與真實性。
情緒
憤怒、挑釁、自信、決心。
意象與手法
以「牆」象徵被動與猶豫，「火」隱喻風險與熱情，重複副歌強調核心訊息，直接對話與譏諷批判對手。
重點句解讀
1. 「Silly rappers, when will you learn」
譏諷虛偽的說唱者，質疑他們遲遲不改變，暗指行業內缺乏誠信與創新。
2. 「I see it, then write it, believe it, I'm psychic」
強調創作者的直覺與創造力，將靈感轉化為作品，展現對藝術的掌控感。
3. 「I'm Witty Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind」
自我肯定說唱技巧，與傳統巨星比肩，同時突顯個人風格的獨特性。
4. 「Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets that dough」
追求藝術與金錢雙重成功，展現現實野心，反映說唱產業的雙重價值。
適合情境
面對挑戰時的自我激勵、對虛偽現象的反叛、追求個人風格的決心時聆聽。
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）。