Woah, I get rid of all the smoke like Ozium
Shorty got that real jelly, yeah, petroleum
Niggas actin' like my kids and they be older than him
Can't believe they killed Skiney, I really growed up with him
I'ma leave a lot of niggas covered in roses for him
Spray the witness, I ain't leavin' no Jehovah for them
Won a GRAMMY and I couldn't even show it to him
Put my face inside a line up, niggas know that I'm him
Anybody speakin' on my brothers got stepped on
Pull up from the three like Stephen
And the coupe bald-headed like the other Stephon
Put my kids in private school so they could get they prep on
Think my heart made out of Teflon
What? What? Think my heart bulletproof
You ain't got a mask, I can show you what a hoodie do
Pull the string tight 'til your eyelids covered too
I think they on the left, roll the window, hit the lights, boom
Everybody wish they switched sides when we comin' through
Everybody wish they was inside when we comin' through
I pray that you ain't on the other side when we comin' through
PTSD and I mean it, nigga, Johnny got killed and I seen it, I can't fight with these demons
Top shotta, nigga, I got gunfire for these demons
Hope you know you gotta stand on all that shit you been tweetin'
Took some real niggas from me, I could kill the whole world and I still won't be even
I be thinkin' 'bout my brothers while I'm shoppin' in Neiman's
Real gangster, when I'm gone, carve my name in the cement
Watch these hoes when you rich, they play games with the semen
Trials and tribulations, I face them
Prosecutors probably wanna case him
See my opps, I jump out and chase them
I ain't Charleston White, nigga, I'll never Mace them
Love for all my artists, nigga, I'll never Mase them
Shit, that's probably why they hate him
Tryna get my brother out of jail, I'm like, "Hey, Kim"
Cut from a different cloth, he never let it break him
Look at my advance, it make me wonder, would I make them?
But I own my masters, so I can't do shit but thank them
Video visits, he be smilin' on FaceTime
Passionate, I'm talkin' with my hands, these ain't gang signs
You don't know Larry, Tayman, or CJ, you ain't one of mine
Braids on my neck, nigga, I ain't got no hang time
Nigga, I ain't got no kick-it for you
I don't wanna make friends
I don't wanna make amends
I'm chasin' Ms
Yeah, facts
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3AM on Glenwood - WX:HPshengbnagkai
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[00:00.000]作詞 : Peter Iskander/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/N. Shebib
[00:01.000]作曲 : Peter Iskander/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/N. Shebib
[00:09.314]Woah, I get rid of all the smoke like Ozium
[00:12.248]Shorty got that real jelly, yeah, petroleum
[00:15.209]Niggas actin' like my kids and they be older than him
[00:18.199]Can't believe they killed Skiney, I really growed up with him
[00:20.597]I'ma leave a lot of niggas covered in roses for him
[00:23.049]Spray the witness, I ain't leavin' no Jehovah for them
[00:25.655]Won a GRAMMY and I couldn't even show it to him
[00:28.177]Put my face inside a line up, niggas know that I'm him
[00:31.182]Anybody speakin' on my brothers got stepped on
[00:33.776]Pull up from the three like Stephen
[00:36.089]And the coupe bald-headed like the other Stephon
[00:39.408]Put my kids in private school so they could get they prep on
[00:41.410]Think my heart made out of Teflon
[00:46.167]What? What? Think my heart bulletproof
[00:48.045]You ain't got a mask, I can show you what a hoodie do
[00:50.367]Pull the string tight 'til your eyelids covered too
[00:52.759]I think they on the left, roll the window, hit the lights, boom
[00:56.525]Everybody wish they switched sides when we comin' through
[01:01.099]Everybody wish they was inside when we comin' through
[01:06.095]I pray that you ain't on the other side when we comin' through
[01:08.861]PTSD and I mean it, nigga, Johnny got killed and I seen it, I can't fight with these demons
[01:14.607]Top shotta, nigga, I got gunfire for these demons
[01:16.437]Hope you know you gotta stand on all that shit you been tweetin'
[01:19.371]Took some real niggas from me, I could kill the whole world and I still won't be even
[01:23.555]I be thinkin' 'bout my brothers while I'm shoppin' in Neiman's
[01:26.397]Real gangster, when I'm gone, carve my name in the cement
[01:28.356]Watch these hoes when you rich, they play games with the semen
[01:32.708]Trials and tribulations, I face them
[01:34.985]Prosecutors probably wanna case him
[01:36.942]See my opps, I jump out and chase them
[01:39.011]I ain't Charleston White, nigga, I'll never Mace them
[01:41.089]Love for all my artists, nigga, I'll never Mase them
[01:44.453]Shit, that's probably why they hate him
[01:46.379]Tryna get my brother out of jail, I'm like, "Hey, Kim"
[01:49.280]Cut from a different cloth, he never let it break him
[01:51.214]Look at my advance, it make me wonder, would I make them?
[01:54.503]But I own my masters, so I can't do shit but thank them
[01:56.938]Video visits, he be smilin' on FaceTime
[01:59.285]Passionate, I'm talkin' with my hands, these ain't gang signs
[02:02.355]You don't know Larry, Tayman, or CJ, you ain't one of mine
[02:04.817]Braids on my neck, nigga, I ain't got no hang time
[02:08.978]Nigga, I ain't got no kick-it for you
[02:11.193]I don't wanna make friends
[02:14.110]I don't wanna make amends
[02:16.699]I'm chasin' Ms
[02:20.609]Yeah, facts
[02:23.511]21
移調 原調
C#
作詞 : Peter Iskander/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/N. Shebib
CmC#DF#A#mCmFmF#mCmC#C#mC#CmC#
作曲 : Peter Iskander/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/N. Shebib
CmFmCCm
Woah, I get rid of all the smoke like Ozium
CC#mECD#m
Shorty got that real jelly, yeah, petroleum
BmCF#mBCmBC
Niggas actin' like my kids and they be older than him
FmDCmBm
Can't believe they killed Skiney, I really growed up with him
D#mFmCmC#
I'ma leave a lot of niggas covered in roses for him
CCmDF#mCC#
Spray the witness, I ain't leavin' no Jehovah for them
F#mC#F#mCCm
Won a GRAMMY and I couldn't even show it to him
C#mFmCmC#C
Put my face inside a line up, niggas know that I'm him
C#DCmDm
Anybody speakin' on my brothers got stepped on
DCAF
Pull up from the three like Stephen
D#mBmCmDF#mCCm
And the coupe bald-headed like the other Stephon
C#D#mDCm
Put my kids in private school so they could get they prep on
C#DC#CCmD#F#m
Think my heart made out of Teflon
A#mCmC#
What? What? Think my heart bulletproof
F#mCmC#C#mC#
You ain't got a mask, I can show you what a hoodie do
CmC#CmC#D#
Pull the string tight 'til your eyelids covered too
C#D#mDmC#FmC#
I think they on the left, roll the window, hit the lights, boom
F#DD#mBmD#mF#mF#D#
Everybody wish they switched sides when we comin' through
A#mD#mCmD#mCmC#
Everybody wish they was inside when we comin' through
FC#BmD#mF#m
I pray that you ain't on the other side when we comin' through
C#F#mDD#mF#D#mCmD#mD#Cm
PTSD and I mean it, nigga, Johnny got killed and I seen it, I can't fight with these demons
D#mCmDm
Top shotta, nigga, I got gunfire for these demons
C#FmC#F#DF#Bm
Hope you know you gotta stand on all that shit you been tweetin'
BD#mF#mDGmA#D#mCm
Took some real niggas from me, I could kill the whole world and I still won't be even
D#mCm
I be thinkin' 'bout my brothers while I'm shoppin' in Neiman's
A#C#
Real gangster, when I'm gone, carve my name in the cement
DF#D#mDD#mDD#m
Watch these hoes when you rich, they play games with the semen
F#A#mD#G#Cm
Trials and tribulations, I face them
D#m
Prosecutors probably wanna case him
DmFmBm
See my opps, I jump out and chase them
F#D#m
I ain't Charleston White, nigga, I'll never Mace them
F#mBmDD#m
Love for all my artists, nigga, I'll never Mase them
CmG#D#m
Shit, that's probably why they hate him
CmG#C#
Tryna get my brother out of jail, I'm like, "Hey, Kim"
DBD#m
Cut from a different cloth, he never let it break him
DD#mC#D#mDD#mAm
Look at my advance, it make me wonder, would I make them?
A#mCmD#mD#
But I own my masters, so I can't do shit but thank them
CmD#mCmDm
Video visits, he be smilin' on FaceTime
A#FmFF#mF#D#mD
Passionate, I'm talkin' with my hands, these ain't gang signs
D#m
You don't know Larry, Tayman, or CJ, you ain't one of mine
GmD#mD#CmD#m
Braids on my neck, nigga, I ain't got no hang time
CmDmC#
Nigga, I ain't got no kick-it for you
F#F#mD#mF#mC#
I don't wanna make friends
F#mD#mF#A#mD#
I don't wanna make amends
CmD#mCmBCmFm
I'm chasin' Ms
C#F#mD#mD
Yeah, facts
F#mF#F#mD#mA#D#CmD#m
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 D# 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
《3AM on Glenwood》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 Cm、D#m、C#、D。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
在深夜街頭的孤寂與掙扎中，展現對兄弟情誼的堅守與生存的冷酷現實。
主題
街頭文化中的生存掙扎、兄弟情誼、創傷記憶與自我堅守。
情緒
壓抑、憤怒、孤寂、堅定，夾雜對過去的痛楚與對未來的決心。
意象與手法
- 「特氟龍心臟」隱喻無情與防禦心態，強調生存所需的冷靜。
- 「 Hoodie 」象徵街頭身份與潛在威脅，呼應社會對貧民區的刻板印象。
- 「玫瑰覆蓋」以矛盾意象暗示暴力與紀念的並存，隱喻對逝去兄弟的追思。
重點句解讀
1. 「Think my heart made out of Teflon」
原文直譯「以為我的心是特氟龍製成的」
解析以不粘鍋材質比喻心靈的冷漠與無畏，暗示長期處於危險環境下形成的自我保護機制。
2. 「PTSD and I mean it, nigga, Johnny got killed and I seen it」
原文直譯「創傷後壓力症，我認真的，Johnny 被殺我親眼見證」
解析直接點明戰鬥經驗與記憶的沉重，展現對暴力現實的無奈與憤怒。
3. 「I be thinkin' 'bout my brothers while I'm shoppin' in Neiman's」
原文直譯「我在尼曼百貨購物時還惦記著我的兄弟」
解析購物場景與兄弟情誼的對比，凸顯金錢與情感的矛盾，隱藏對過去的愧疚或追思。
適合情境
深夜獨處反思人生、面對壓力時需要動力、或對社會不公產生共鳴時。
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）。