[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 - 林凡
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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
歌詞以犀利語氣揭露社會現實，表達對金錢與權力腐蝕人性的批判，並凸顯藝術家在絕境中的自我堅持。
主題
探討金錢對人性的扭曲、街頭文化的殘酷生存法則，以及藝術創作與生命價值的辯證關係。
情緒
充滿憤怒、絕望與反叛，同時隱藏對自我價值的堅定信念，情緒層次從控訴轉為悲壯。
意象與手法
「錢」作為核心意象，象徵腐蝕與權力；「墓碑」隱喻生命終結與藝術永恆；重複副歌強化「早逝命運」的宿命感；直接敘事與誇張比喻結合，凸顯街頭語境的張力。
重點句解讀
1. 「It's the money that - makes niggas get ugl」
（金錢使人變得醜惡）
解析直接批判金錢對人性的異化，揭示物質追求如何使人喪失本真。
2. 「When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's」
（我死後，我的藝術將比畢卡索更值錢）
解析以戲謔口吻反諷社會對藝術價值的衡量標準，同時表達對創作的驕傲。
3. 「Keep your eyes on yours / While I keep my eyes on mine」
（看著你的 / 我盯著我的）
解析凸顯個人主義與生存競爭，暗示在混亂中堅守自我路線的決心。
4. 「I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash」
（我見你把錢丟到垃圾桶，像丟垃圾一樣）
解析批判浪費與貪婪，暗指金錢在現實中的荒謬處境。
適合情境
適合在面對社會壓迫、個人掙扎或反思價值觀時聆聽，亦適合感受街頭文化與藝術抗爭的張力。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌的氛圍相當沉重，像是把街頭最赤裸的生存法則直接攤在聽眾面前。歌詞裡談論的不僅是金錢帶來的毀滅與誘惑，更多的是一種對生命無常的冷靜審視。創作者在字裡行間流露出的那種孤獨感，以及對藝術創作的執著，讓整部作品顯得格外真實且尖銳。這不僅僅是關於鬥爭的描述，更像是他在混亂世界中，試圖為自己的靈魂留下註腳。
站長覺得這首歌適合在深夜獨自聆聽，當你面對現實與理想拉扯時，那種對命運的無奈與堅持，往往最能引起共鳴。那句關於墓碑上刻字的期許，聽起來帶點黑色幽默，卻也道盡了創作者對一生坦蕩的渴望。這不是一首讓人心情愉快的歌，但它夠誠懇，像是一場發生在暗巷裡的深沉對話，提醒著我們在動盪不安的環境下，仍要守住內心那份對自我的認同。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞以獨白開場，透過自我對話呈現主角內心對於「瘋狂」與「現實」的矛盾拉扯。
・歌名引用西方諺語「好人早逝」，反襯出歌詞中對社會現實的諷刺，暗示壞人反而長壽且揮霍。
・歌曲將金錢比喻為一把雙面刃，既能換來物質的虛榮，卻也同時引來背叛、算計與殺機。
・結尾處以第一人稱視角描寫街頭生存法則，將冷酷的搶劫過程轉化為對「弱肉強食」世界觀的直接控訴。