[Fifty talkin' to himself]
Yo, You know what I want?
I want the beat to drop in like..now
Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right
You are crazy..
I ain't crazy...
you are crazy....
At least I don't think I'm crazy
I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho
You hot but you crazy..
Why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
[Verse 1:]
It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl
It's the money that - makes these hoes love me
It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug m
Man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write what I do or see
The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's,
Don't cry for me,smile for me
And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for m
Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
The clips we packed
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
Let my tombstone read "I Tried"
And from the start everything I wrote was from my heart
So it'll always be number one on my chart
I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art
Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
This shittt is real, it ain't a game.
[Chorus]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
[Verse 2:]
First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
So I get vest up when I get dressed up
In the hood it's messed up,
Bitches runnin' 'round shootin' shittt up
If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
If you're gossiping about me, shut the **** up
Why do bitches act like they hard when they know they butt?
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
Duke listen,
If you move I'm gonna hurt you
You'll get your turn to *******ne later,
Patience is a virtue
Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.
[Chorus 2X]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
[Verse 3:]
I know we all gotta go,
but I'd hate to go fast
then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
man listen
If you really really like this shittt
Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt
Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop
I'm gonna be chargin' you all bitches like Forty a pop
To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
Typical mentality, I know,
I'm straight from the street
1999's the year of the predator,
I'm killin' to eat
Bitches'll treat you like a egg,
You come to cop you get beat
Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels?
What a treat
You're a generous guy
Take 'em off or die
Man, we hurtin' 'round here,
Ain't nobody slingin' pies
Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly
Why you 'round here with this shittt anyway?
Huh? you high?
See, you done made the wrong move,
Kiss your ass goodbye.
[Chorus 2x]
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
Keep your eyes on yours
While I keep my eyes on mine.
The Good Die Young - 周子寒
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[00:00.641][Fifty talkin' to himself]
[00:01.180]Yo, You know what I want?
[00:06.108]I want the beat to drop in like..now
[00:10.061]Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right
[00:18.212]You are crazy..
[00:19.524]I ain't crazy...
[00:20.892]you are crazy....
[00:22.606]At least I don't think I'm crazy
[00:23.918]I think my shit is hot, I think I'm ho
[00:26.004]You hot but you crazy..
[00:27.412]Why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
[00:29.508][Verse 1:]
[00:29.724]It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl
[00:32.715]It's the money that - makes these hoes love me
[00:35.406]It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug m
[00:37.966]Man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
[00:41.214]Yo, I actually write what I do or see
[00:43.652]The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
[00:46.691]When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's,
[00:49.092]Don't cry for me,smile for me
[00:50.563]And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for m
[00:52.771]Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
[00:55.307]The clips we packed
[00:56.251]And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
[00:58.907]Let my tombstone read "I Tried"
[01:00.723]And from the start everything I wrote was from my heart
[01:03.283]So it'll always be number one on my chart
[01:05.421]I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art
[01:07.955]Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
[01:10.235]This shittt is real, it ain't a game.
[01:11.889][Chorus]
[01:12.147]They say the good die young
[01:13.347]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[01:15.428]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[01:18.043]Keep your eyes on yours
[01:19.395]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[01:21.438]They say the good die young
[01:23.907]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[01:26.203]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[01:28.764]Keep your eyes on yours
[01:30.099]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[01:31.427][Verse 2:]
[01:31.675]First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
[01:36.555]I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
[01:39.451]So I get vest up when I get dressed up
[01:41.531]In the hood it's messed up,
[01:42.812]Bitches runnin' 'round shootin' shittt up
[01:44.491]If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
[01:47.195]If you're gossiping about me, shut the **** up
[01:49.786]Why do bitches act like they hard when they know they butt?
[01:52.547]And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
[01:54.970]Duke listen,
[01:55.851]If you move I'm gonna hurt you
[01:57.325]You'll get your turn to *******ne later,
[01:59.050]Patience is a virtue
[02:00.107]Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
[02:02.965]Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
[02:05.595]Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
[02:08.050]I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
[02:10.866]Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
[02:13.266]I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.
[02:15.451][Chorus 2X]
[02:15.763]They say the good die young
[02:17.058]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[02:18.907]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[02:21.610]Keep your eyes on yours
[02:22.866]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[02:24.442]They say the good die young
[02:27.506]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[02:29.770]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[02:32.138]Keep your eyes on yours
[02:33.482]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[02:35.250][Verse 3:]
[02:35.603]I know we all gotta go,
[02:38.722]but I'd hate to go fast
[02:40.162]then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
[02:42.794]man listen
[02:44.138]If you really really like this shittt
[02:45.259]Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt
[02:47.970]Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop
[02:50.716]I'm gonna be chargin' you all bitches like Forty a pop
[02:53.378]To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
[02:56.075]Typical mentality, I know,
[02:57.700]I'm straight from the street
[02:58.658]1999's the year of the predator,
[03:00.356]I'm killin' to eat
[03:01.323]Bitches'll treat you like a egg,
[03:02.802]You come to cop you get beat
[03:03.906]Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels?
[03:05.938]What a treat
[03:07.154]You're a generous guy
[03:07.995]Take 'em off or die
[03:09.044]Man, we hurtin' 'round here,
[03:10.818]Ain't nobody slingin' pies
[03:12.130]Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly
[03:14.388]Why you 'round here with this shittt anyway?
[03:16.306]Huh? you high?
[03:17.298]See, you done made the wrong move,
[03:18.706]Kiss your ass goodbye.
[03:19.657][Chorus 2x]
[03:19.858]They say the good die young
[03:20.669]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[03:22.419]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[03:24.893]Keep your eyes on yours
[03:26.801]While I keep my eyes on mine.
[03:27.921]They say the good die young
[03:30.745]I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
[03:33.161]Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and **** bitches
[03:35.689]Keep your eyes on yours
[03:37.027]While I keep my eyes on mine.
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以批判與自嘲口吻描繪金錢與暴力交織的生存現實，並反思「好人早逝」的命運宿命。
主題
探討金錢對人性的腐蝕、黑幫文化的殘酷現實，以及個人在社會壓迫下的掙扎與自我價值的辯護。
情緒
強烈的焦慮、嘲諷與悲憤，夾雜對命運的無奈與對藝術的執念。
意象與手法
運用「錢財」與「死亡」的對比意象，結合街頭語言與暴力場景，透過自白式敘事展現社會邊緣人的生存哲學。
重點句解讀
1. 「When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's」
死後藝術價值超越大師，隱喻創作在當下被忽視，卻可能在死亡後被重新定義，凸顯現實的荒謬。
2. 「I get sensitive with my shittt, don't mess with my art」
強調創作的純粹性，將個人經歷與藝術創作緊密連結，反映對自身命運的主導權爭取。
3. 「They say the good die young / I guess these grimy niggas live a long time」
反轉傳統諺語，揭露「壞人存活」的社會現象，批判現實中道德與命運的錯位。
4. 「If you really really like this shittt / Bitches call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shittt」
自嘲式宣言，將自身經歷轉化為創作素材，展現對黑幫文化與藝術生產的雙重態度。
適合情境
面對社會不公時的自我療癒、對現實壓迫的憤怒宣洩，或在創作靈感枯竭時的激勵參考。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌就像是一場發生在深夜街頭的獨白，將生存的殘酷與掙扎剖開來給聽者看。站長聽過不少描述街頭生存法則的作品，但這首最讓我觸動的，是那種在極度現實與虛無之間擺盪的複雜情緒。歌手在字裡行間流露出的不是單純的狂傲，而是一種對生命消逝的深刻無力感，尤其是那句關於墓碑上刻字的願望，聽著讓人心頭一沉，彷彿看見一個在風雨中試圖證明自己存在過的靈魂。
整首歌的節奏感極強，卻又透著一股揮之不去的冷冽感。它不適合在熱鬧的聚會播放，反而適合在一個人開車，或是深夜獨自面對電腦螢幕時細細品味。歌詞沒有過度修飾，全是從混亂與不安中提煉出來的真實，那種對身邊人事物轉瞬即逝的敏銳觀察，讓人深刻感受到人在江湖的無奈。這不是一首關於光鮮亮麗的歌，而是一份關於如何在險惡環境下，堅持自我價值並試圖活下去的沉重紀錄。
歌曲冷知識
・開場透過自我對話的獨白，將內心對於「瘋狂」與「藝術」的矛盾辯證赤裸地呈現給聽眾。
・歌詞中將金錢比喻為一把雙面刃，既是成就藝術的動力，也是招致危險與衝突的根源。
・運用「好人早逝」與「惡人長壽」的對比，深刻描繪出在險惡環境下生存的無奈與冷酷現實。
・整首歌以極具敘事感的口吻，將街頭搶劫與生存法則的場景描寫得如電影畫面般驚心動魄。