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 - 王俊傑
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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
以強烈自我意識與敵對態度，描繪街頭生存者的掙扎與反叛精神。
主題
街頭文化中的自我定位、對敵對者的威脅與對抗，以及個人信念的堅定。
情緒
憤怒、自信、威懾、孤獨感交織，帶有戲謔與警戒的雙重語氣。
意象與手法
運用槍械、毒品、街頭符碼（如「whip」「gat」「bricks」）建構黑幫氛圍，透過重複句式（如「Nobody likes me」）強化自我辯護與疏離感，並以戲劇化比喻（如「blind man see」）凸顯言詞的震撼力。
重點句解讀
1. 「My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me」
以「watch」（手錶）與「whip」（車）象徵身分地位，暗示不需多言即展現勢力。
2. 「I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold shit」
直白揭露非法活動背景，強調生存歷程中的墮落與現實。
3. 「Your life's on the line」
雙關「生命危險」與「處境危機」，呼應歌名並製造緊張氛圍。
4. 「We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends」
明確劃清界限，展現對人際關係的冷漠與防備。
適合情境
街頭抗爭、自我警惕、激烈競爭場景，或需表達強烈個人主義的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
聽這首歌，心跳會不自覺跟著節奏變得急促。這不是那種適合在咖啡館當背景音樂的曲子，而是在你感覺被壓抑、或是需要找回一點狠勁時，最合適的陪伴。透過歌詞，能強烈感受到那種在街頭叢林生存的防衛機制，創作者將自我保護的尖銳與對環境的冷眼旁觀，毫無保留地全攤在聽眾面前。那種「不需要誰喜歡」的態度，或許是許多人在面對現實挫折時，心底最想吶喊的真實。
我特別欣賞歌詞中對於虛張聲勢的嘲諷，那種看透了別人只會紙上談兵、卻又不得不挺身對抗的無奈與霸氣。文字裡的畫面感極強，像是看著一部視角晃動的黑幫紀實電影。這首歌的魅力在於它夠真實、夠粗獷，甚至帶點危險的氣息。當你覺得世界對你不公，或者有人試圖挑戰你的底線時，戴上耳機聽這首，那種強悍的節奏感，或許能讓你重新找回那股不願妥協、只想守住自己地盤的堅毅。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞開頭以重複的「我不喜歡你們」直白表態，營造出強烈的對立感與孤傲姿態。
・透過「手錶、名車、槍枝」來比喻自身說話的底氣，將物質象徵轉化為威脅性的語言延伸。
・運用「盲人也能看見」的意象，強調歌詞敘事具備極強的畫面感與寫實衝擊力。
・結尾處點名饒舌圈的競爭對手，將私人恩怨與嘻哈競技直接攤在陽光下，展現出強勢的對抗風格。