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Before I Self-Destruct (International Version)

Death To My Enemies

陳明韓磊 · Before I Self-Destruct (International Version) · 2008-12-31

以強烈語氣表達對敵人的滅絕意志與不屈態度。

〈Death To My Enemies〉是陳明韓磊演唱的歌曲,收錄於 2008-12-31 發行的專輯《Before I Self-Destruct (International Version)》。作詞、作曲皆為Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young。經魔鏡 AI 音訊分析,全曲調性為 D 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。魔鏡歌詞網收錄本曲的完整歌詞、吉他和弦譜、卡拉OK 同步歌詞,皆可免費查看。

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調性D 小調 節奏129 BPM 情緒激昂 AI 音訊分析
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***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out
Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip
Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will
Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did
It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig
Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y
Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
I make it hard to breathe
I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag
We gon' ****ing kill the messenge
Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya
This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart
It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
Let off a clip or let a case off
I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors
Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off
You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun
See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone
I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect
I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
It's horrific, nah, it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I
Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him
They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em
Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m
I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
That 430 Spider, carbon fiber
And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter
Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider
The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers
It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass
My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Death To My Enemies - 陳明韓磊 更多更詳盡歌詞在 ※ Mojim.org 魔鏡歌詞網 https://mojim.org/song/陳明韓磊-Death-To-My-Enemies-749954
對拍微調
[00:00.000]作詞 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
[00:00.000]作曲 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
[00:00.000]***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[00:08.667]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[00:11.269]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[00:15.825]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[00:20.571]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[00:26.254]***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out
[00:29.344]Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out
[00:31.639]They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
[00:34.199]Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
[00:37.002]They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
[00:39.552]Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip
[00:42.287]Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will
[00:44.623]Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
[00:47.320]D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did
[00:49.846]It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig
[00:52.664]Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
[00:55.030]I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y
[00:57.892]Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
[01:00.384]I make it hard to breathe
[01:02.351]I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
[01:05.077]Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street
[01:07.610]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[01:09.956]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[01:12.487]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[01:17.037]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[01:22.021]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[01:27.171]Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag
[01:30.083]We gon' ****ing kill the messenge
[01:31.072]Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya
[01:33.668]This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart
[01:36.062]It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
[01:39.209]Let off a clip or let a case off
[01:41.706]I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors
[01:44.248]Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off
[01:46.393]You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun
[01:48.918]See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone
[01:51.504]I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect
[01:53.738]I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
[01:56.205]This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch
[01:58.945]Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
[02:01.567]It's horrific, nah, it's terrific
[02:04.249]I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I
[02:06.945]Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted
[02:09.586]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[02:11.301]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[02:13.747]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[02:18.251]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[02:22.850]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[02:28.982]Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em
[02:31.786]Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em
[02:34.367]Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him
[02:36.877]They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em
[02:39.323]Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m
[02:42.051]I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
[02:44.918]That 430 Spider, carbon fiber
[02:47.243]And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter
[02:49.898]Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider
[02:52.362]The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers
[02:54.942]It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit
[02:57.528]No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
[02:59.967]You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass
[03:02.634]My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
[03:05.279]Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
[03:07.735]Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid
[03:10.303]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[03:12.509]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[03:14.947]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[03:19.513]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[03:24.421]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
移調 原調
作詞 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
作曲 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
DmA#DmBmDmGmDm
***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him
A#
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
DmEBmEmA#Dm
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
A#
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
DmA#DmC
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
F
***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out
Dm
Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out
A
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
DmA#Dm
Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
C
They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
A
Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip
FAEmG
Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will
DmA#Dm
Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
A#
D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did
DmA#Em
It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig
GGmAmGmA#
Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
FA#F
I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y
DmA#DmA#
Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
Dm
I make it hard to breathe
A#Dm
I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
Gm
Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street
DA
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
G#mGADmA
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
FAEADmAmDm
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
AmA#
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
GmGCGCmCAmCA#
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
FA#FAmA
Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag
Dm
We gon' ****ing kill the messenge
Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya
A#EA#
This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart
GGm
It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
AAm
Let off a clip or let a case off
EEmAAmDm
I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors
D
Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off
GmDmDA#
You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun
Gm
See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone
G
I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect
GmA
I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
EA
This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch
Dm
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
A#mA#F
It's horrific, nah, it's terrific
A#A#mGm
I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I
GADmADm
Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted
Gm
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
DmA#C#DmA#
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
DmA#DmAmA#DmA#
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
DmCCmCGm
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
D#FCFCFDm
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
AmA#
Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em
D#A#DmFG
Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em
Gm
Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him
CDAmAAm
They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em
DmAAmAAm
Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m
AGmF#mDm
I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
DDm
That 430 Spider, carbon fiber
AA#DmA#Dm
And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter
A#A#mGmC
Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider
GCAmEm
The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers
FA
It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit
Dm
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
GDmDAmA#
You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass
A#mA#
My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
GmGGm
Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
EmAmA
Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid
Am
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
DmDGGm
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
CFAmFEmF
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
D#A
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
AmAAmAAmBmF#mAmFCGmDmCA#FA#GmA#CEmFFmEDmADmDA#GGmGGmDAEmAmAFAmA#DmDA#DmGGmA#DmA#DmGBmDmA#Dm
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie

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曲解析

《Death To My Enemies》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 Dm、A#、A、Am。(以上為 AI 音訊分析,僅供參考)

歌詞解析

一句話主旨

以強烈語氣表達對敵人的滅絕意志與不屈態度。

主題

歌詞聚焦於對敵人的報復與威脅,描繪黑幫鬥爭中的暴力、權力與生存掙扎,並凸顯主角的殘忍與決心。

情緒

充滿怒火、敵意與威嚇,語調冷酷且具攻擊性,展現極端的對抗情緒。

意象與手法

運用「屍體裝袋」、「槍戰」、「財富與死亡交換」等暴力意象,搭配重複句式與節奏感強的詞句,強化衝突與張力。比喻如「Damien」(惡魔)與「Lucifer」(撒旦)暗示敵人近乎邪惡的本質。

重點句解讀

1. 「I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie」

「I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie」

將金錢與殺戮連結,暗示透過暴力手段獲取利益,反映黑幫生態的殘酷現實。

2. 「It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father」

「It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father」

強調自身行動的危險性與犧牲精神,以「殉道者」自居,要求他人敬畏。

3. 「Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks」

「Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks」

「gat」指手槍,「boogie down」為街頭文化用語,描繪在偏僻地區展開暴力行動的場景。

4. 「My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it」

「My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it」

以「癢」比喻對金錢的渴望與暴力衝動的難以控制,隱含貪婪與殘忍的雙重性。

適合情境

黑幫電影高潮場景、街頭衝突描寫、或表達極端敵意與反抗情緒的場合。

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)。

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常見問題

Death To My Enemies的歌詞在講什麼?

以強烈語氣表達對敵人的滅絕意志與不屈態度。

Death To My Enemies是誰作詞作曲的?

Death To My Enemies(陳明韓磊)作詞 Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young,作曲 Curtis Jackson、André Romell Young。

Death To My Enemies是誰唱的?

Death To My Enemies由陳明韓磊演唱,完整歌詞與歌曲解析可在魔鏡歌詞網查看。

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