***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out
Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip
Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will
Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did
It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig
Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y
Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
I make it hard to breathe
I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag
We gon' ****ing kill the messenge
Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya
This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart
It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
Let off a clip or let a case off
I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors
Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off
You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun
See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone
I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect
I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
It's horrific, nah, it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I
Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him
They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em
Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m
I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
That 430 Spider, carbon fiber
And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter
Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider
The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers
It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass
My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid
Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
Death To My Enemies - 潘秀瓊
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[00:00.000]作詞 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
[00:00.000]作曲 : Curtis Jackson/André Romell Young
[00:00.000]***** try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[00:08.667]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[00:11.269]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[00:15.825]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[00:20.571]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[00:26.254]***** front on me, the goons and goblins come out
[00:29.344]Wishmaster, hundred shot drums'll run out
[00:31.639]They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
[00:34.199]Me I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
[00:37.002]They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
[00:39.552]Hair trigger, stare bitch, yeah, I'll flip
[00:42.287]Six shot semi-assault, let it off at your will
[00:44.623]Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
[00:47.320]D's know about the beef, you gon' still get did
[00:49.846]It be your tombstone and your ****ing grave they dig
[00:52.664]Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
[00:55.030]I'm like Damien, mother****er, when I start gettin' loose on y
[00:57.892]Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
[01:00.384]I make it hard to breathe
[01:02.351]I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
[01:05.077]Have you lookin' both ways like you crossin' the street
[01:07.610]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[01:09.956]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[01:12.487]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[01:17.037]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[01:22.021]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[01:27.171]Yeah, niggas send me the wrong messag
[01:30.083]We gon' ****ing kill the messenge
[01:31.072]Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the best of ya
[01:33.668]This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart
[01:36.062]It's harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
[01:39.209]Let off a clip or let a case off
[01:41.706]I have your bitch ass runnin' like a race hors
[01:44.248]Follow orders now yeah shoot his face off
[01:46.393]You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun
[01:48.918]See how when you listen to me, all of the cash gone
[01:51.504]I was born with the tech, it's a birth defect
[01:53.738]I was deceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
[01:56.205]This is what happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch
[01:58.945]Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
[02:01.567]It's horrific, nah, it's terrific
[02:04.249]I got it if you sniff it, go head, nigga, twist I
[02:06.945]Get lifted, goddamn, I'm gifted
[02:09.586]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[02:11.301]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[02:13.747]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[02:18.251]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[02:22.850]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[02:28.982]Yeah, I tell 'em ride on 'em, then they ride on 'em
[02:31.786]Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em
[02:34.367]Head shot, .40 Glock, blow his mind on him
[02:36.877]They say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em
[02:39.323]Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch m
[02:42.051]I move proper, go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
[02:44.918]That 430 Spider, carbon fiber
[02:47.243]And my dog is like Al-Qaeda, natural fighter
[02:49.898]Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider
[02:52.362]The mac'll fire, mask like Michael Myers
[02:54.942]It's off the wire when I get on my bullshit
[02:57.528]No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
[02:59.967]You can explain to my mother****ers while they whoop your ass
[03:02.634]My hands itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
[03:05.279]Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
[03:07.735]Get money, get bread, that's what I do, kid
[03:10.303]Try me, son, he best have the heat on him
[03:12.509]Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him
[03:14.947]Well, I put your body in a bag, front on me, I'm on ya ass
[03:19.513]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
[03:24.421]I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨以強硬且具威懾力的姿態，宣告自身與敵對勢力之間不可調和的暴力衝突與金錢支配權。
主題街頭權力鬥爭、生存競爭、暴力美學與財富積累的絕對統治。
情緒充滿敵意、狂妄、冷酷且具有高度攻擊性。
意象與手法
本曲運用大量街頭犯罪與軍事化意象，透過對槍械與暴力手段的細節描述，建構出一個弱肉強食的環境。歌詞採用第一人稱視角，運用誇張法與隱喻，將自身塑造成具備支配力的「操盤者」，並利用與「死亡」連結的意象，強調對抗者的最終下場，展現出強烈的統治慾與肅清敵人的決心。
重點句解讀
一、「I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemie」（我給那些能帶給敵人死亡的兄弟金錢）：此句確立了敘事者與其勢力間的利益交換結構，將「金錢」作為推動「暴力」的燃料，展現其在團體中的領導地位。
二、「I'm like Damien, motherfucker, when I start gettin' loose on ya」（當我對你發難時，我簡直就像戴米恩）：引用虛構的惡魔之子形象，暗示其攻擊手段具備毀滅性且不可預測，以此營造出令對手恐懼的心理威懾。
三、「This ain't the Carter, bitch, this is Spart」（這不是卡特，這是斯巴達）：透過與流行文化或特定地域的對比，強調此處的生存規則更為嚴苛、殘酷，將衝突提升至類似古代戰場的存亡等級。
四、「What happens when have nots turn into Sasquatch」（當一無所有的人變成大腳怪時會發生什麼）：以體型龐大且具破壞力的傳說生物比喻底層崛起者的反撲，象徵在極端環境下生存競爭所產生的巨大威脅與不可控的力量。
適合情境需要強烈節奏感以激發鬥志，或是強調競爭與對抗意識的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌的曲名雖然掛著潘秀瓊的名字，但這其實是誤植，這首充滿肅殺之氣的饒舌作品，是五角當年極具侵略性的硬派風格展現。雖然歌詞中充斥著街頭鬥爭、金錢與暴力，聽起來與我們熟悉的溫婉老歌截然不同，但作為一個聽遍各種曲風的樂迷，我反而覺得這種極致的反差很有意思。
這首歌節奏強勁，那種冷冽且帶有威脅感的語氣，精準刻畫出人在江湖的險惡與不安。那種對於自身處境的防備，以及對敵手的毫不留情，透過沈穩的節拍層層堆疊，聽起來有一種令人窒息的壓迫感。這不是適合在心情煩悶時拿來放鬆的歌，但如果你想感受那種街頭生存的原始張力，或是想體驗饒舌音樂如何將憤怒轉化為極具破壞力的敘事，這首作品展現了極高的完成度。這是一首關於生存法則的獨白，也是那個時代硬派嘻哈最真實的註腳，值得細細品味那股不妥協的銳利。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中運用大量槍械與街頭術語，營造出強烈的對立感與迫切的危機氛圍。
・以「達米安」與「路西法」等意象作為比喻，強化了歌曲中冷酷且極具威脅的敘事人格。
・副歌透過重複的語句強調利益交換與暴力手段的連結，展現出資源分配與鬥爭並存的殘酷邏輯。
・適合在需要強烈節奏感與宣洩情緒的場景聆聽，感受歌詞中直率且充滿張力的文字風格。