I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance
Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
Took some shots and balled out, not how to stall taste
I can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear
I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina
I told her, "Baby, that's Nina Simone"
Ayy, drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided
Hands in this mother****er wavin', hazy
'80s like the '90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
Drivin' through this mother****er, wildin'
Ayy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
I been with the 'quad on a high note, gettin' C-notes
Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
Presi' 'round this mother****er, I ain't sendin' vetos
Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O
Battin' out the 504, I saved her name as "Creole"
Balance when I'm on a road, I get the go and T-O
Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo
Shit is off its sockets, they lock in
Mama said live up to my name, but they jockin'
They gon' try go and take your face for the profit
They gon' lie, they gon' slip and slide, get beside ya
They gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
Ain't catchin' Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion
Sell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'
He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up (21, 21)
Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger (21)
Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas (Pussy)
Spray his block and then pull off, this a real dipple (Skrrt)
Bottega pick my kind, but I'm a field nigga (On God)
I be sittin' inside the house 'cause I don't feel niggas (**** 'em)
**** with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas (BabyDrill)
Claustrophobic, I don't even like to chill with 'em (21)
Get some faces, everybody say they real niggas (On God)
Got a whoopin', but you still ain't learned your lesson, huh? (Pussy)
Hard-headed, you won't end up on a stretcher, huh? (Pussy)
Oh, you Usher now, you givin' out confessions, huh? (Pussy)
On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh? (Pussy)
Put a Louis logo on my switch
I know Virgil probably lookin' down like, "Damn, this nigga back on that shit" (21)
Back inside the club with my blick (21)
Playin' freeze tag, shit, I'm tryna see who it (On God)
Niggas say we opps, when they see me, don't do shit (On God)
Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch (21)
Makin' diss songs, this nigga died about a diss (Facts)
If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs, then I'ma spit (Pussy)
Wanna kill the world about your bitch 'cause she on dick (21)
Thinkin' 'bout the hoes that I'ma shit on while I piss (21)
You ain't heard my music, why you ballin' up your fists? (21)
Reverb on the chopper, it go, "Baow" when it hit (21)
He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up
née-nah - はーとこれくと
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[00:00.000]作詞 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Whitehead
[00:01.000]作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Whitehead
[00:05.107]I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
[00:07.914]Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance
[00:10.890]Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
[00:13.709]Took some shots and balled out, not how to stall taste
[00:16.595]I can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear
[00:19.447]I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
[00:27.215]'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina
[00:30.032]I told her, "Baby, that's Nina Simone"
[00:34.377]Ayy, drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided
[00:38.081]Hands in this mother****er wavin', hazy
[00:40.930]'80s like the '90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
[00:43.849]Drivin' through this mother****er, wildin'
[00:46.613]Ayy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
[00:49.748]I been with the 'quad on a high note, gettin' C-notes
[00:52.499]Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
[00:55.332]Presi' 'round this mother****er, I ain't sendin' vetos
[00:58.293]Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O
[01:01.201]Battin' out the 504, I saved her name as "Creole"
[01:04.081]Balance when I'm on a road, I get the go and T-O
[01:06.851]Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo
[01:09.915]Shit is off its sockets, they lock in
[01:12.836]Mama said live up to my name, but they jockin'
[01:15.456]They gon' try go and take your face for the profit
[01:18.313]They gon' lie, they gon' slip and slide, get beside ya
[01:21.217]They gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
[01:24.083]In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
[01:27.022]Ain't catchin' Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion
[01:29.852]Sell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'
[01:32.220]He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
[01:34.894]When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
[01:37.488]I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
[01:40.389]It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
[01:43.705]Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
[01:46.687]When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
[01:49.311]All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
[01:52.596]If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up (21, 21)
[01:55.998]Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger (21)
[01:59.073]Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas (Pussy)
[02:01.858]Spray his block and then pull off, this a real dipple (Skrrt)
[02:04.862]Bottega pick my kind, but I'm a field nigga (On God)
[02:07.688]I be sittin' inside the house 'cause I don't feel niggas (**** 'em)
[02:10.593]**** with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas (BabyDrill)
[02:13.652]Claustrophobic, I don't even like to chill with 'em (21)
[02:16.338]Get some faces, everybody say they real niggas (On God)
[02:19.225]Got a whoopin', but you still ain't learned your lesson, huh? (Pussy)
[02:22.133]Hard-headed, you won't end up on a stretcher, huh? (Pussy)
[02:24.993]Oh, you Usher now, you givin' out confessions, huh? (Pussy)
[02:27.950]On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh? (Pussy)
[02:30.783]Put a Louis logo on my switch
[02:32.753]I know Virgil probably lookin' down like, "Damn, this nigga back on that shit" (21)
[02:37.150]Back inside the club with my blick (21)
[02:39.197]Playin' freeze tag, shit, I'm tryna see who it (On God)
[02:42.166]Niggas say we opps, when they see me, don't do shit (On God)
[02:44.893]Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch (21)
[02:47.877]Makin' diss songs, this nigga died about a diss (Facts)
[02:50.716]If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs, then I'ma spit (Pussy)
[02:53.765]Wanna kill the world about your bitch 'cause she on dick (21)
[02:56.605]Thinkin' 'bout the hoes that I'ma shit on while I piss (21)
[02:59.491]You ain't heard my music, why you ballin' up your fists? (21)
[03:02.334]Reverb on the chopper, it go, "Baow" when it hit (21)
[03:05.143]He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
[03:07.442]When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
[03:10.337]I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
[03:13.365]It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
[03:16.683]Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
[03:19.506]When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
[03:22.487]All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
[03:25.341]If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈的街頭語彙與隱喻，描繪權力爭奪、自我確立與反叛精神的複雜心態。
主題
探討黑人街頭文化中的生存策略、身份認同衝突，以及對權威與規則的挑戰，融合虛構與現實的權力遊戲。
情緒
充滿張力與焦躁感，夾雜自負、敵意、戲謔與潛在的不安，呈現一種邊緣化的躁動與反叛氛圍。
意象與手法
- 「Ball」多重詮釋：既指舞會、性暗示，也隱喻競爭與權力博弈。
- 「Nina Simone」引用：將藝術家符號置入街頭語境，形成傳統與當代的對話。
- 重複句式與口語化節奏：強化說唱的侵略性，如「21, 21」的重複強調。
- 象徵性物件：如「Louis logo」、「Tommy Hilfiger」代表物質地位，與「field nigga」形成對比。
重點句解讀
1. 「I took a ballerina down to the ball dance」
「Ball dance」指黑人社群的地下舞會文化，隱喻進入權力場域，透過身體語言（舞步）爭取地位。
2. 「Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O」
「G-O」為「get out」的俚語縮寫，表達對規則的蔑視，強調不被制約的行動力。
3. 「If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up」
露骨的暴力威脅隱喻街頭文化中對家庭與忠誠的壓迫，反映生存邏輯的殘酷性。
4. 「Back inside the club with my blick」
「Blick」為「blicket」的變體，指幫派成員，暗示權力結構的重複與循環。
適合情境
適合在街頭派對、說唱表演或需要表達反叛與自我肯定的場合播放，亦可作為探討黑人文化與權力結構的文本分析素材。
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）。