{boss}
{boss}
We have such sights to show you
This isn't for your eyes...
Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
{boss}
The boss is back!
{boss}
{boss}
So i took a one-year hiatus
Ain't nobody heard my latest
You thought mix-a-lot was through
But i'm back; this boot's on you
What happened to all the old homies?
When the money gets funny it's lonely
My ex turned into a slut
Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
Girl, what's your line of work?
Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
But have you been to the clinic lately?
Yesterday you had six condoms, see
Today you got three
Tossed you out like a paper sack
This brother ain't sprung on the cat
What about all the old homies?
I got paid so they call me phony
But i refuse to lay it low,
When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
Let you know, i roll and get mo'
I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
With this fame, you go insane
The game i run is not fun to some,
And now i love no one!
The boss is back!
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
Your boss is back!
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
Tommy wants revenge
But i want your oxygen
When the game got thick you ran
Now in my face you stand
Beggin' for a few hun?
Son, your fun meets my gun!
Now you scream you're true black
Boy, you need to chill with that!
Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
My gat's my lawyer
Last week you's a stick-up kid
And this week you're in show biz
Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
Come off that tip, you know how it goes
Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
King died so you could buy your throne
I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
You or the kkk, who's worse?
You told me to stay low in my ghetto
And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
America, boy, the bankroll rules!
Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
The boss is back!
{boss} i'm back.
I don't know the meaning of trust
I gotta live so i do what i must
Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
That's why i'm my own damn boss
They'll run you down with stress
If you're spring on the butt and chest
I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
And put another damn freak in my bucket
I deal with women, not girls
Cause them young ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it like it is
Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
I got about two or three clowns
That try to kick me when i'm down
But when i come up, they all play dumb
All of a sudden, it's we, not one
I zip up lips when i spit these hits
I'm equipped to make misfits quit
Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
Face the facts, two platinums stack
Step off, fool, or get cracked!
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
I'm back!
{who's the boss?}
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
{who's the} {boss}
The Boss Is Back - 衛詩
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[00:00.00]作詞 : RAY, ANTHONY L
[00:01.00]作曲 : RAY, ANTHONY L
[00:08.10]{boss}
[00:08.25]{boss}
[00:09.03]We have such sights to show you
[00:12.99]This isn't for your eyes...
[00:15.15]Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
[00:16.83]{boss}
[00:24.15]The boss is back!
[00:25.02]{boss}
[00:28.47]{boss}
[00:32.34]So i took a one-year hiatus
[00:34.56]Ain't nobody heard my latest
[00:36.75]You thought mix-a-lot was through
[00:38.76]But i'm back; this boot's on you
[00:40.83]What happened to all the old homies?
[00:42.75]When the money gets funny it's lonely
[00:44.97]My ex turned into a slut
[00:46.71]Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
[00:49.23]Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
[00:51.06]Girl, what's your line of work?
[00:52.86]Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
[00:55.02]But have you been to the clinic lately?
[00:57.27]Yesterday you had six condoms, see
[00:59.28]Today you got three
[01:00.60]Tossed you out like a paper sack
[01:03.36]This brother ain't sprung on the cat
[01:05.49]What about all the old homies?
[01:07.23]I got paid so they call me phony
[01:09.33]But i refuse to lay it low,
[01:10.89]When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
[01:13.62]So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
[01:15.78]Let you know, i roll and get mo'
[01:17.67]I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
[01:19.56]Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
[01:21.75]My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
[01:24.15]With this fame, you go insane
[01:25.89]The game i run is not fun to some,
[01:27.87]And now i love no one!
[01:29.16]The boss is back!
[01:30.36]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
[01:37.74]Your boss is back!
[01:38.28]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
[01:42.39]{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
[01:46.50]Tommy wants revenge
[01:48.21]But i want your oxygen
[01:50.28]When the game got thick you ran
[01:52.02]Now in my face you stand
[01:54.18]Beggin' for a few hun?
[01:56.37]Son, your fun meets my gun!
[01:58.80]Now you scream you're true black
[02:00.78]Boy, you need to chill with that!
[02:01.77]Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
[02:05.37]My gat's my lawyer
[02:06.99]Last week you's a stick-up kid
[02:08.64]And this week you're in show biz
[02:10.86]Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
[02:12.99]Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
[02:15.03]Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
[02:17.04]Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
[02:19.41]Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
[02:21.06]The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
[02:23.16]Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
[02:25.20]And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
[02:27.09]Come off that tip, you know how it goes
[02:29.01]Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
[02:31.65]Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
[02:33.36]The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
[02:35.70]Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
[02:37.44]King died so you could buy your throne
[02:39.48]I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
[02:41.49]You or the kkk, who's worse?
[02:43.59]You told me to stay low in my ghetto
[02:45.60]And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
[02:47.61]Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
[02:49.62]America, boy, the bankroll rules!
[02:51.84]Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
[02:53.82]And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
[02:55.92]Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
[02:59.13]The boss is back!
[03:00.30]{boss} i'm back.
[03:08.10]I don't know the meaning of trust
[03:09.90]I gotta live so i do what i must
[03:11.94]Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
[03:14.04]That's why i'm my own damn boss
[03:16.08]They'll run you down with stress
[03:18.06]If you're spring on the butt and chest
[03:20.16]I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
[03:21.96]And put another damn freak in my bucket
[03:24.33]I deal with women, not girls
[03:26.01]Cause them young ones'll shake your world
[03:28.35]I'm tellin' it like it is
[03:29.82]Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
[03:32.58]I got about two or three clowns
[03:34.29]That try to kick me when i'm down
[03:36.42]But when i come up, they all play dumb
[03:38.28]All of a sudden, it's we, not one
[03:40.74]I zip up lips when i spit these hits
[03:42.54]I'm equipped to make misfits quit
[03:44.61]Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
[03:46.83]The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
[03:48.27]I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
[03:51.24]I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
[03:52.59]Face the facts, two platinums stack
[03:54.96]Step off, fool, or get cracked!
[03:56.43]The boss is back!
[03:57.45]{who's the boss?}
[04:01.23]I'm back!
[04:01.44]{who's the boss?}
[04:04.89]The boss is back!
[04:05.55]{who's the boss?}
[04:09.12]{who's the} {boss}
移調 原調
作詞 : RAY, ANTHONY L
G#CmD#F#G#G#mG#A#mG#G#mG#
作曲 : RAY, ANTHONY L
{boss}
{boss}
G#mFmFA#mG#
We have such sights to show you
G#mG#G#m
This isn't for your eyes...
G#
Aaaaaaa, the boss is back!
FmCmG#G#mG#G#mG#G#m
{boss}
G#
The boss is back!
F#C#mC#
{boss}
D#G#G#mG#
{boss}
G#mG#
So i took a one-year hiatus
Ain't nobody heard my latest
You thought mix-a-lot was through
FmD#G#
But i'm back; this boot's on you
What happened to all the old homies?
G#mG#
When the money gets funny it's lonely
My ex turned into a slut
F#
Down at the hollywood, slangin' that butt
C#
Cheap perfume and a mini-skirt
G#
Girl, what's your line of work?
G#mG#G#mG#A#m
Now that i'm rollin', you wanna roll with me
G#G#mG#
But have you been to the clinic lately?
D#mCm
Yesterday you had six condoms, see
D#m
Today you got three
G#D#AmFCmF
Tossed you out like a paper sack
BC#
This brother ain't sprung on the cat
C#mD#m
What about all the old homies?
CmD#D#m
I got paid so they call me phony
F#
But i refuse to lay it low,
D#mD#G#
When a brother like you tells me i can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the flow show
Let you know, i roll and get mo'
G#m
I yank the bank and i ain't been ganked
FmG#
Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
G#mG#G#mG#
My face shows pain and strain as i stand in the rain
With this fame, you go insane
G#mG#C#G#
The game i run is not fun to some,
And now i love no one!
The boss is back!
G#mG#F#C#
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!} i'm back!
G#
Your boss is back!
G#mG#G#mG#A#mG#
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
G#mG#C#D#mCm
{big boss in effect, i ain't bluffin'!}
D#mCm
Tommy wants revenge
D#mFBF
But i want your oxygen
FmC#A#m
When the game got thick you ran
F#mG#D#mCmD#m
Now in my face you stand
D#D#mD#D#m
Beggin' for a few hun?
F#D#m
Son, your fun meets my gun!
D#G#mG#
Now you scream you're true black
Boy, you need to chill with that!
C#FmG#
Cause i'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer
G#mFm
My gat's my lawyer
G#G#mG#
Last week you's a stick-up kid
G#mG#
And this week you're in show biz
D#
Standin' on stage, another black wanna-be
G#F#
Wanna get paid, so you're as balck as you gotta be
C#
Throw up a peace sign, fakin' the rhymes
C#mG#G#m
Run out of lyrics, scratch in a malcom x line
G#D#G#
Hypocrite, your hits break the bits
G#m
The boss of brain lays pain when i spit
G#G#mG#C#m
Criticized, cause i'm takin' the dares
D#CmD#m
And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear?
D#G#D#F
Come off that tip, you know how it goes
CmFmG#mG#AC#
Another brother gets shot and punks blame it on gold
G#mD#mD#
Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem
D#mBD#Am
The job of a rapper is to find em and solve em
F#
Now you're crying bout what a brother owns
D#mG#mG#
King died so you could buy your throne
I ain't got time to take steps in reverse
G#mG#
You or the kkk, who's worse?
You told me to stay low in my ghetto
FmG#G#mG#
And so did the klan, so wake up, bro
F#G#mF#
Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool
C#G#G#m
America, boy, the bankroll rules!
F#A#mC#F#
Play that hard role and say you ain't with that
G#F#
And everything you're cryin' bout money on your contract
C#F#G#F#
Talked about me bad, it's time for the payback, black,
C#C#m
The boss is back!
G#mG#F#C#F#mG#F#G#mF#G#
{boss} i'm back.
F#
I don't know the meaning of trust
C#F#G#
I gotta live so i do what i must
F#C#
Some girls'll cross you when you're soft
F#G#
That's why i'm my own damn boss
F#
They'll run you down with stress
If you're spring on the butt and chest
I'd rather be sprung on the ducat
And put another damn freak in my bucket
I deal with women, not girls
Cause them young ones'll shake your world
I'm tellin' it like it is
Cause a brother like mix ain't losin' his
I got about two or three clowns
That try to kick me when i'm down
But when i come up, they all play dumb
All of a sudden, it's we, not one
I zip up lips when i spit these hits
I'm equipped to make misfits quit
Young bucks should all duck cause jaws are gettin' struck
The luck gets chuched, so wussup!
I ram and cram my jams in the mouth of a man
I'm kickin' quicker than van damme
Face the facts, two platinums stack
Step off, fool, or get cracked!
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
I'm back!
{who's the boss?}
The boss is back!
{who's the boss?}
{who's the} {boss}
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曲解析
《The Boss Is Back》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 G#、G#m、F#、C#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
歌手以強勢姿態宣告重返音樂場域，並對競爭對手與社會現象展開批判與反擊。
主題
自我肯定、街頭文化權力爭奪、對虛偽與背叛的控訴、個人主義與生存哲學。
情緒
自信、挑釁、憤怒、孤獨感、對現實的批判與無畏。
意象與手法
1. 街頭符碼：如「gat（槍）」「bank（錢）」「clinic（診所）」等詞彙建構出黑人街頭文化語境。
2. 重複強化：「The boss is back」反覆出現，形成口號式記憶點。
3. 對比與反諷：如「Yesterday you had six condoms, see / Today you got three」暗示關係的脆弱與現實的殘酷。
4. 隱喻與雙關：「I yank the bank」既指賺錢，也暗喻掌控財權；「my gat's my lawyer」將武力合法化，反映街頭生存邏輯。
重點句解讀
1. 「The game i run is not fun to some」
解讀揭示說唱競技的殘酷本質，勝者為王的遊戲規則對弱者而言是種折磨。
2. 「Gold ropes? naw, that ain't your problem」
解讀否定物質象徵（金鏈）的價值，暗示真正問題在於系統性壓迫與資源分配不公。
3. 「I'm an e-qual op-por-tu-ni-ty de-stroyer」
解讀以刻意拉長音節的說唱技巧，強調自己破壞不平等機會的決心，並呼應黑人社群的抗爭精神。
4. 「Why do you think brothers is sellin' shit, fool」
解讀質問社會結構如何迫使黑人陷入剝削，直指種族與經濟的系統性問題。
適合情境
面對競爭壓力時自我激勵、反思社會不公時的聆聽、街頭文化愛好者沉浸於說唱節奏、或需表達個人主張的場合。
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）。