You have to say something to me, like we have to have a conversation, real quick?
But you really have to, yeah? Woah! Aye
Summer time s**t I got bands aye
Benjamin and me best friends aye
Swerving these h**s I'm tried of shawty’s
I hate when they not on the ground woah
Oh my God Warren like hello I'm back on my b**t
Don’t sugarcoat baby
F**t I still want to coup to be navy or cream color coco like woah woah
I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorky like Biggie
I treated chella like dashing up Biggie
Still got the pack up smoke in my city
Here from Habana she text me you miss me
B**h, I got bands and they stuck in my pants, woah
Feel me?
Pockets, they dancing like Britney (yeah)
Bands on me, can't fit my Yeezy’s (yeah)
Dior, the girl when they fit me (yeah)
Back in Jakarta, they hofer my downfall
Like, come on, like, b**h, I been messin'
And they mad man, why you mad man? And they mad man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull it with a fit, and they mad man woah
Show money bags in my backpack (oh)
Introducing warrior granddad (yeah)
Seven on a wrap, m**r, lie roach
I don't dress a b**h with a bright, bright coach
She gon' touch ice while I bend her slope
Ski, ski, west leg, game two stick, one d**k
Want to wake the a** up and po
Quarter million dollars on one stage (quarter million)
N***s wanna come and switch my plate (switch)
White man in my pocket, no race (white man)
Shorty a fan with a little bitty waist (hey)
Bought a new vert (vert)
Somebody come race (race)
Pop two, p**c, can't feel my face (p**s)
They don't wanna work, these n***s be lazy (lazy)
They just wanna surf, I ain't f**' with a wave (yeah)
Issey told you I ain’t tame man
F**k it do you feel me now, I gotta move weight
I ain’t tryna move fake no way (oh)
Oh, f**k 'em, I just been in my thing (yeah)
Cut 'em 'cause the mood on strange (gang)
Climbing got it all on tape
Trapping like a bird when he caught his case (brr)
The one that was hatin', ain't make it, got erased (race)
Food on your table for you eat, say grace (amen)
I'm going number one, can taste it (number one)
I was born up a star, I'm an alien (star)
I'mma sell out arenas and the stadium (arenas)
Got my gang and my family ain't tradin' 'em (gang)
N***s hate let 'em drown, they ain't savin 'em (drown)
Ain't mad, man
Woo
Benjamin in my pocket and I'm countin' 'em
Backstage full of people I don't like
So I say amen, gotta pray for the pigment (aye man)
Every year, gotta change my alias (woo)
B-O-T-Y, shawty like the name in the stain
Tell my soul how to track my roles when they watch
Ain't mad, man (woo)
Ain't mad, man (oh)
Ain't mad, man
Pull it with a fit, ain't mad, man, huh
Show money bags in my backpack, huh
Introducing warrior granddad, huh
Stepping on rap m**r like
I was born on a star, I’m an alien
They don’t wanna work, these n***s don’t want to work
I was born on a star, I’m an alien
I’mma sell out arenas and stadiums
I got a gang of my family ain’t trading then
N***s hate let them drown, I ain't saving them
I turn the pain into pride I should be proud of him
Nah nah, f**k that
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SLOPES - Oaeen
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[00:00.00]作曲 : Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park
[00:00.80]作詞 : CEPHUS KIARI KENDRELL/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park
[00:01.61]You have to say something to me, like we have to have a conversation, real quick?
[00:04.65]But you really have to, yeah? Woah! Aye
[00:08.89]Summer time s**t I got bands aye
[00:10.75]Benjamin and me best friends aye
[00:12.61]Swerving these h**s I'm tried of shawty’s
[00:14.66]I hate when they not on the ground woah
[00:16.47]Oh my God Warren like hello I'm back on my b**t
[00:18.76]Don’t sugarcoat baby
[00:19.81]F**t I still want to coup to be navy or cream color coco like woah woah
[00:23.14]I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorky like Biggie
[00:25.49]I treated chella like dashing up Biggie
[00:27.44]Still got the pack up smoke in my city
[00:29.37]Here from Habana she text me you miss me
[00:31.21]B**h, I got bands and they stuck in my pants, woah
[00:34.57]Feel me?
[00:35.53]Pockets, they dancing like Britney (yeah)
[00:37.44]Bands on me, can't fit my Yeezy’s (yeah)
[00:39.35]Dior, the girl when they fit me (yeah)
[00:41.28]Back in Jakarta, they hofer my downfall
[00:43.40]Like, come on, like, b**h, I been messin'
[00:45.10]And they mad man, why you mad man? And they mad man, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:52.83]Pull it with a fit, and they mad man woah
[00:54.59]Show money bags in my backpack (oh)
[00:56.48]Introducing warrior granddad (yeah)
[00:58.38]Seven on a wrap, m**r, lie roach
[01:00.31]I don't dress a b**h with a bright, bright coach
[01:02.22]She gon' touch ice while I bend her slope
[01:03.99]Ski, ski, west leg, game two stick, one d**k
[01:06.20]Want to wake the a** up and po
[01:07.91]Quarter million dollars on one stage (quarter million)
[01:09.87]N***s wanna come and switch my plate (switch)
[01:11.82]White man in my pocket, no race (white man)
[01:13.60]Shorty a fan with a little bitty waist (hey)
[01:15.59]Bought a new vert (vert)
[01:16.40]Somebody come race (race)
[01:17.53]Pop two, p**c, can't feel my face (p**s)
[01:19.38]They don't wanna work, these n***s be lazy (lazy)
[01:21.13]They just wanna surf, I ain't f**' with a wave (yeah)
[01:23.79]Issey told you I ain’t tame man
[01:25.50]F**k it do you feel me now, I gotta move weight
[01:27.15]I ain’t tryna move fake no way (oh)
[01:30.76]Oh, f**k 'em, I just been in my thing (yeah)
[01:33.19]Cut 'em 'cause the mood on strange (gang)
[01:35.50]Climbing got it all on tape
[01:36.69]Trapping like a bird when he caught his case (brr)
[01:38.40]The one that was hatin', ain't make it, got erased (race)
[01:40.34]Food on your table for you eat, say grace (amen)
[01:42.18]I'm going number one, can taste it (number one)
[01:44.13]I was born up a star, I'm an alien (star)
[01:46.37]I'mma sell out arenas and the stadium (arenas)
[01:48.25]Got my gang and my family ain't tradin' 'em (gang)
[01:50.20]N***s hate let 'em drown, they ain't savin 'em (drown)
[01:52.13]Ain't mad, man
[01:53.67]Woo
[01:55.94]Benjamin in my pocket and I'm countin' 'em
[01:57.72]Backstage full of people I don't like
[01:59.11]So I say amen, gotta pray for the pigment (aye man)
[02:01.49]Every year, gotta change my alias (woo)
[02:03.43]B-O-T-Y, shawty like the name in the stain
[02:05.45]Tell my soul how to track my roles when they watch
[02:07.20]Ain't mad, man (woo)
[02:11.10]Ain't mad, man (oh)
[02:13.13]Ain't mad, man
[02:16.59]Pull it with a fit, ain't mad, man, huh
[02:18.36]Show money bags in my backpack, huh
[02:20.39]Introducing warrior granddad, huh
[02:22.21]Stepping on rap m**r like
[02:24.46]I was born on a star, I’m an alien
[02:26.20]They don’t wanna work, these n***s don’t want to work
[02:28.45]I was born on a star, I’m an alien
[02:30.13]I’mma sell out arenas and stadiums
[02:31.98]I got a gang of my family ain’t trading then
[02:33.89]N***s hate let them drown, I ain't saving them
[02:35.81]I turn the pain into pride I should be proud of him
[02:39.15]Nah nah, f**k that
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移調 原調
G#
作曲 : Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park
Fm
作詞 : CEPHUS KIARI KENDRELL/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park
C#F#mCmDF#m
You have to say something to me, like we have to have a conversation, real quick?
FmG#Fm
But you really have to, yeah? Woah! Aye
G#
Summer time s**t I got bands aye
Fm
Benjamin and me best friends aye
G#
Swerving these h**s I'm tried of shawty’s
FmC#
I hate when they not on the ground woah
FmD#Fm
Oh my God Warren like hello I'm back on my b**t
C#
Don’t sugarcoat baby
C#mFmG#FmG#Fm
F**t I still want to coup to be navy or cream color coco like woah woah
I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorky like Biggie
G#Fm
I treated chella like dashing up Biggie
G#
Still got the pack up smoke in my city
Fm
Here from Habana she text me you miss me
B**h, I got bands and they stuck in my pants, woah
Feel me?
Pockets, they dancing like Britney (yeah)
Bands on me, can't fit my Yeezy’s (yeah)
Dior, the girl when they fit me (yeah)
Back in Jakarta, they hofer my downfall
Like, come on, like, b**h, I been messin'
And they mad man, why you mad man? And they mad man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull it with a fit, and they mad man woah
Show money bags in my backpack (oh)
Introducing warrior granddad (yeah)
Seven on a wrap, m**r, lie roach
I don't dress a b**h with a bright, bright coach
She gon' touch ice while I bend her slope
Ski, ski, west leg, game two stick, one d**k
Want to wake the a** up and po
Quarter million dollars on one stage (quarter million)
N***s wanna come and switch my plate (switch)
White man in my pocket, no race (white man)
Shorty a fan with a little bitty waist (hey)
Bought a new vert (vert)
Somebody come race (race)
Pop two, p**c, can't feel my face (p**s)
They don't wanna work, these n***s be lazy (lazy)
They just wanna surf, I ain't f**' with a wave (yeah)
Issey told you I ain’t tame man
F**k it do you feel me now, I gotta move weight
I ain’t tryna move fake no way (oh)
Oh, f**k 'em, I just been in my thing (yeah)
Cut 'em 'cause the mood on strange (gang)
Climbing got it all on tape
Trapping like a bird when he caught his case (brr)
The one that was hatin', ain't make it, got erased (race)
Food on your table for you eat, say grace (amen)
I'm going number one, can taste it (number one)
I was born up a star, I'm an alien (star)
I'mma sell out arenas and the stadium (arenas)
Got my gang and my family ain't tradin' 'em (gang)
N***s hate let 'em drown, they ain't savin 'em (drown)
Ain't mad, man
Woo
Benjamin in my pocket and I'm countin' 'em
Backstage full of people I don't like
So I say amen, gotta pray for the pigment (aye man)
Every year, gotta change my alias (woo)
B-O-T-Y, shawty like the name in the stain
Tell my soul how to track my roles when they watch
Ain't mad, man (woo)
Ain't mad, man (oh)
Ain't mad, man
Pull it with a fit, ain't mad, man, huh
Show money bags in my backpack, huh
Introducing warrior granddad, huh
Stepping on rap m**r like
I was born on a star, I’m an alien
They don’t wanna work, these n***s don’t want to work
I was born on a star, I’m an alien
I’mma sell out arenas and stadiums
I got a gang of my family ain’t trading then
N***s hate let them drown, I ain't saving them
I turn the pain into pride I should be proud of him
Nah nah, f**k that
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 G# 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
《SLOPES》調性為 G# 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 Fm、G#、C#、F#m。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過街頭文化與自我肯定，展現對成功與身份的追求與掙扎。
主題
歌詞聚焦於個人在街頭文化與社會期待間的掙扎，描繪對財富、地位的渴望，以及對自我價值的強烈宣示，同時隱含對周遭環境的批判與反叛。
情緒
混合自信、挑衅、焦躁與堅定，既有對物質成功的炫耀，也透露出對現實壓力的無奈與反撲。
意象與手法
運用「紋身（bands）」「Yeezy球鞋」「Soho豪宅」等具體物象象徵社會階層，以「alien（外星人）」隱喻異類身份，透過重複句式（如「Ain't mad, man」）強化態度，並以「warrior granddad（戰士祖父）」等矛盾組合製造衝突感。
重點句解讀
1. 「Bands on me, can't fit my Yeezy’s」
原文紋身與球鞋的矛盾堆疊，暗示個人風格與物質追求的衝突，也隱喻身體成為身分標籤的載體。
2. 「I was born on a star, I’m an alien」
原文以「星際」與「異類」自詡，表達與主流社會的疏離感，並將自身定位為超越常規的獨特存在。
3. 「They don’t wanna work, these n*s don’t want to work」
原文透過攻擊性語言批判「不勞而獲」的現象，同時隱含自我激励，強調自身努力與價值。
4. 「Show money bags in my backpack」
原文直接展示財富象徵，反映對物質成就的驕傲，也暗示社會對金錢的崇拜與個人的抗爭心態。
適合情境
適合需要自我激勵、表達個性或面對社會壓力時聆聽，亦適用於街頭文化、嘻哈音樂相關的場景，或作為個人身份認同的反思媒介。
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）。