Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
...And I don't like y'all anyway
**** all y'all!!
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
BLAT! Wutup homie
For niggas who don't know me
...They wanna blow me 'cause the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me
I came into rap humble, I don't give a **** now
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
The niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****in head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold shit
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, they pop shit
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
My picture's painted through 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 tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty bitch but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear 'He say, She say' shit
Unless he say she say she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who **** wit me get shot up
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac, 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em"
You heard that shit? Yeah, 50 really took on em
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You just a small player in this game, play a part son
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
Nascar, truck wit a crash bar
And TV's in the dash, pa
See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line, I get you hit up （Wooo!）
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, 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
I'ma 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 playin, you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, one
（One）
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
Lifes On The Line - 林凡
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[00:00.00]作詞 : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN/JACKSON, CURTIS
[00:03.29]Nobody likes me
[00:08.22]Nobody likes me, but that's okay
[00:12.04]Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
[00:13.79]...And I don't like y'all anyway
[00:16.48]**** all y'all!!
[00:17.60]My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:20.54]My gat talk for me
[00:21.91]BLAT! Wutup homie
[00:23.05]For niggas who don't know me
[00:24.48]...They wanna blow me 'cause the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me
[00:28.22]I came into rap humble, I don't give a **** now
[00:31.03]Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
[00:33.41]Coke price go up, cats is come down
[00:35.91]The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
[00:38.54]The niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
[00:41.28]They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
[00:43.97]When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
[00:45.98]I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****in head like a Hindu
[00:48.74]Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
[00:51.11]OG's look at me and see what they used to be
[00:53.49]I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold shit
[00:56.17]The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
[00:58.80]The thug, they pop shit
[01:00.11]The thug that pop clips
[01:01.30]The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
[01:03.99]Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
[01:06.42]My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
[01:09.18]Scream murder! （I don't believe you!）
[01:11.99]Murder! (**** around and leave you!)
[01:14.55]Murder! （I don't believe you!）
[01:17.05]Murder, murder! （Your life's on the line!）
[01:19.61]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[01:21.61]I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
[01:24.18]Make me catch her on the late night
[01:26.29]Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
[01:29.29]I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
[01:31.73]Not a pretty bitch but my moms think I'm handsome
[01:34.92]I hate to hear 'He say, She say' shit
[01:37.16]Unless he say she say she on my dick
[01:39.66]It's no coincidence, niggas who **** wit me get shot up
[01:42.54]I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
[01:45.29]You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
[01:47.35]I stay wit the Mac, 'cause niggas tried to blaze me once
[01:50.00]In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em"
[01:52.76]You heard that shit? Yeah, 50 really took on em
[01:55.32]Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
[01:58.07]You just a small player in this game, play a part son
[02:10.61]These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
[02:13.04]That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
[02:15.48]Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
[02:18.11]Nascar, truck wit a crash bar
[02:20.67]And TV's in the dash, pa
[02:22.55]See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
[02:25.73]I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
[02:27.73]I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up
[02:30.36]Keep my rent split up
[02:31.61]Get outta line, I get you hit up （Wooo!）
[02:33.48]Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say
[02:35.86]You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
[02:38.67]Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
[02:41.42]50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
[02:43.98]I'ma say this shit now and never again
[02:46.30]We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
[02:49.42]The games you playin, you get killed like that
[02:51.61]Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
[02:53.98]See me when you see me nigga, one
[02:56.30]（One）
[03:07.09]Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
[03:09.23]I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
[03:11.67]You gon make me catch her on the late night
[03:13.79]Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬態度宣示自身立場，並揭露街頭文化中的權力與對抗關係。
主題
街頭生存哲學、個人主義、權力象徵與對抗意識。
情緒
自信、挑釁、疏離、威懾，帶有對現實的冷嘲與自我肯定。
意象與手法
運用槍枝（gat）、車輛（whip）、毒品（coke）等街頭符碼建構權力象徵，透過直接俚語與自述口吻強化真實性，並以「殺戮」與「威脅」意象凸顯生存競爭。
重點句解讀
1. 「My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me」
奢華物質成為個人地位的延伸，隱喻「沉默的權力」，不需言語即能傳達威懾。
2. 「I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold shit」
自曝黑道背景，以坦承過去強化當下勢力，並暗示「從底層崛起」的敘事。
3. 「You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away」
將「說唱」與「暴力」連結，揭示街頭文化中語言與行動的雙重危險性。
4. 「We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends」
拒絕虛偽人際關係，強調競爭關係的本質，反映街頭社會的爾虞我詐。
適合情境
街頭對抗、個人主義表達、競爭壓力情境，或需展現強勢態度時。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌對林凡而言，是一次相當大膽且跳脫框架的嘗試。聽著這首充滿街頭戾氣與強烈防衛意識的作品，很難不驚訝於她如何駕馭這種冷硬、囂張且充滿侵略性的節奏。這不僅僅是演唱上的轉換，更像是撕掉了溫柔抒情的標籤，直接用一種近乎挑釁的姿態，去解構那些關於生存、競爭與自我宣示的殘酷命題。
與其說這是林凡的歌，不如說這是她展現音樂野心的一次實驗。整首作品像是深夜裡獨自在冷冽街頭遊走，用冷靜卻銳利的口吻，向那些質疑者進行最直接的言語回擊。聽這首歌時，總能感受到那種劍拔弩張的緊張感，它適合在心情煩悶、或是急需找回內心那股叛逆與強硬力量的時刻聆聽。那種不妥協的態度，透過節奏的堆疊，讓原本熟悉的嗓音呈現出前所未有的鋒芒，徹底展現了她在音樂表現上，那種不願被定義的倔強與決心。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞開頭以直率的對立姿態破題，展現出不需他人認同的強硬自信。
・運用大量街頭與犯罪意象描繪生活困境，將個人經歷轉化為極具視覺張力的敘事。
・透過對嘻哈競賽規則的犀利點評，強調真實性與虛假態度的鮮明對比。
・節奏感強烈的對話式編排，營造出如同臨場對峙般的緊張氛圍。