Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
**** all y'all
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats'll come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
Unless he say she said she on my d**k
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't trying
I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
Get outta line, I get you hit up
Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
Imma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playing, you get killed like that
Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, what?
Scream murder, I don't believe you
Murder, **** around and leave you
Murder, I don't believe you
Murder, murder your life's on the line
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
Your Life's on the Line - 阿雅
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[00:11.60]Nobody likes me
[00:16.72]Nobody likes me, but that's okay
[00:20.56]Cause I don't like y'all anyway
[00:21.94]Man, I don't like y'all anyway
[00:24.59]**** all y'all
[00:26.00]I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:28.52]My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
[00:31.76]Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
[00:33.94]Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
[00:36.63]I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
[00:39.60]I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
[00:41.17]Coke price go up, cats'll come down
[00:44.40]The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
[00:46.60]Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
[00:49.15]They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
[00:51.70]When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
[00:54.80]I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
[00:56.87]Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
[00:59.50]OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
[01:01.51]I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
[01:04.39]The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
[01:06.91]The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
[01:09.68]The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
[01:12.16]Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
[01:14.65]My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
[01:17.81]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[01:20.48]Murder, **** around and leave you
[01:22.47]Murder, I don't believe you
[01:24.97]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[01:27.79]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[01:29.98]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
[01:32.47]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
[01:34.30]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
[01:37.63]I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
[01:40.50]Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
[01:42.77]I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
[01:45.28]Unless he say she said she on my d**k
[01:47.98]It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
[01:50.82]Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
[01:53.17]You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
[01:55.37]I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
[01:58.10]In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
[02:01.20]You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
[02:03.40]Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
[02:06.11]You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
[02:08.95]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[02:11.40]Murder, **** around and leave you
[02:13.73]Murder, I don't believe you
[02:16.25]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[02:19.00]These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
[02:21.30]That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
[02:23.82]Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
[02:27.80]Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
[02:29.60]See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
[02:34.60]I catch stunts when I ain't trying
[02:35.70]I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
[02:39.88]Get outta line, I get you hit up
[02:41.35]Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
[02:44.23]You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
[02:46.94]Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
[02:49.68]50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
[02:52.20]Imma say this shit now and never again
[02:54.63]We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
[02:57.23]The games you playing, you get killed like that
[02:59.73]Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
[03:02.22]See me when you see me nigga, what?
[03:04.76]Scream murder, I don't believe you
[03:07.45]Murder, **** around and leave you
[03:10.11]Murder, I don't believe you
[03:12.81]Murder, murder your life's on the line
[03:15.35]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[03:17.58]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
[03:19.92]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
[03:22.15]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
移調 原調
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Nobody likes me
G#mGmDmC#mAmG#GmEmGA#m
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
G#GmA#G#
Cause I don't like y'all anyway
C#GG#F#mC#A#mC#
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
C#mA#mEF#
**** all y'all
F#mC#C#mCmC#mA
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
F#mDmC#mAF#D#mA#C#
My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
F#mC#mG#mF#GmD#
Even niggas who don't know me, they wanna blow me
DmDC#D#mCA
Cause the shit I floss with is saying a lot for me
C#mDCmGmDmF#F#mCm
I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
AG#Gm
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
DmF#mA#AGmGG#
Coke price go up, cats'll come down
F#F#mA#CmF#m
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
CCmF#mAmG#F#mC#m
Niggas who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
G#C#FmC#mG#mA#m
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
BmFmF#mA#mF#BEm
When I don't like a b***h, I don't pretend to
F#mDmC#G#
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****ing head like a Hindu
CmA#mCmD#A#mC#
Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
G#G#mEFA
OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
A#mF#C#mFmDD#mG#
I'm that b***h that sold coke, the b***h that sold dope
D#mF#mDD#mFC#
The nigga that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
GGmGG#m
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
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The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
EG#mEmBG#mD
Niggas ain't in his right mind going against me
ADAE
My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
G#EG#mE
Scream murder, I don't believe you
C#mEFD
Murder, **** around and leave you
F#mAmDF#mDF#mE
Murder, I don't believe you
GEBBmG#mEB
Murder, murder your life's on the line
GDF#mFAmF
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
F#mDF#mFG#m
I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
EFmE
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
F#mG#mBmGEmGDm
Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
G#mDGEEmE
I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
EmBmGDF#m
Not a pretty mother****er, but my moms think I'm handsome
D
I hate to hear 'he say, she say' shit
G#m
Unless he say she said she on my d**k
ED
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** with me get shot up
EDDmG#mBm
Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
EmBmGBm
You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
EAmF#mDF#mEmDm
I stay with the Mac 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
F#mADC#G#mGG#
In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
EC#EG#C#mBm
You heard that shit? 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em'
G#mC#mEBmG#Bm
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
AmA#mDmA#mD#FAmG#
You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
EmEBmEmG
Scream murder, I don't believe you
EBmEBmFD
Murder, **** around and leave you
F#mDACDmA
Murder, I don't believe you
AmG#mG#E
Murder, murder your life's on the line
EmG#mEFD
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
ADF#mG
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
EGEmD
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
ADGAD
Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
F#mAEmEGC#mG#mEG
See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
EmGm
I catch stunts when I ain't trying
GGmGEmGEm
I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
G
Get outta line, I get you hit up
F#D#mC#mBF#
Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
D#mF#EAC#AmA#mG#m
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
GmF#mF#BAm
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
GmBmB
50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
AmEAmE
Imma say this shit now and never again
EmG#mD#mBG#m
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
D#mG#mD#mCmE
The games you playing, you get killed like that
C#mEC#mE
Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
ABD#m
See me when you see me nigga, what?
CmG#mEEm
Scream murder, I don't believe you
EC#mEG#mC#D#m
Murder, **** around and leave you
G#mEmF#G#mD#m
Murder, I don't believe you
BmG#FmF#mF#C#F#m
Murder, murder your life's on the line
DD#mF#A#mF
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
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I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
FmFF#F#mC#
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
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Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 F# 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
《Your Life's on the Line》調性為 F# 大調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 D#m、E、G#m、C#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈自我肯定與威脅語氣，描繪街頭生存的殘酷現實與個人立場。
主題
街頭文化中的權力遊戲、自我價值的堅守與對威脅的無畏態度。
情緒
冷靜而銳利的自信、對敵對者的蔑視、潛藏的緊張與危險氛圍。
意象與手法
運用槍戰、毒品交易、暴力場景等街頭符碼，搭配直接對話式敘述，強化個人主義與生存戰略。
重點句解讀
1. 「Your life's on the line」（你的生命就在線上）
直接點明歌詞核心的威脅意象，將生存競爭視作生死攸關的遊戲，展現對對手的無情態度。
2. 「I'm that b*h that sold coke, the b*h that sold dope」（我是那個販毒的女人，那個販毒的女郎）
透過自述過去經歷，強調自身與黑幫文化的深度連結，並以戲謔語氣消解傳統對性別角色的框架。
3. 「Scream murder, I don't believe you」（大喊謀殺，我不相信你）
藉重複句式質疑對手的虛張聲勢，暗示自己早已看穿並準備反擊，展現冷靜的戰略思維。
適合情境
街頭說唱表演、面對競爭壓力時的自我心理建設、探討權力與生存議題的音樂劇情場景。
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）。