Yeah it is what it is man
Uh-huh
Sirens flashin' you know the routine the crime scene taped off
It started out a robbery they blew half his face off
They seen him shinin' cross full of diamonds he bought grindin'
His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin'
The D's came through askin' niggas if they know what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
Detectives at my mama crib they say they wanna question me
They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me
When it come to cookin coke they know I got the recipe
I turn a quarter to a half that's why they mess with me
I'm the neighborhood pusher I move packs to make stacks
A little d**k a little X a little H little crack
Figure I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max
Navy blue vest on navy blue Yankee hat
Calm in my palm's fully loaded firearm
First to let off last to run every time it's on
I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around when I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'
(What the **** is there, is there a mother****in' problem, b***h?)
(Oh yeah, that's what I, I thought so, b***h)
Niggas be talkin' 'bout me, they always callin' me crazy
**** them O G niggas, they stuck in the 80's
Sayin they gon' do me somethin' now you know that's a lie
B***h, you look at me wrong, I let the hammer fly
I'm rich I still wake up with crime on my mind
Queens niggas put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
When I say move, nigga move, or get caught in the crossfire
I prevent niggas runnin', cut my niggas' hand on the barbed wire
This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit
Hollow-tip partin' yo' head, leave your whole nigga brain split
They sick they see me in that Aston Martin
What's the matter They can't get that hooptie started
Thought they was grindin' well God damn where that money at
Thought you was puffed up cause you was lettin' paper stack
You ain't a hustler matter fact you's a buster
I don't trust ya, I should send niggas to touch ya
I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around when I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'
(What Who say they gon' do somethin' to me )
(Must be out your rabbit-ass mind, **** around kill one of these niggas)
I Don't Need 'Em - 緋村柯北
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[00:00.00]作曲 : Curtis Jackson & Anthony Best
[00:05.73]Yeah it is what it is man
[00:12.59]Uh-huh
[00:14.05]Sirens flashin' you know the routine the crime scene taped off
[00:17.50]It started out a robbery they blew half his face off
[00:20.32]They seen him shinin' cross full of diamonds he bought grindin'
[00:22.95]His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin'
[00:25.79]The D's came through askin' niggas if they know what happened
[00:28.76]Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
[00:31.91]Detectives at my mama crib they say they wanna question me
[00:34.84]They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me
[00:37.59]When it come to cookin coke they know I got the recipe
[00:40.46]I turn a quarter to a half that's why they mess with me
[00:43.42]I'm the neighborhood pusher I move packs to make stacks
[00:46.11]A little d**k a little X a little H little crack
[00:49.12]Figure I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max
[00:52.05]Navy blue vest on navy blue Yankee hat
[00:54.92]Calm in my palm's fully loaded firearm
[00:57.68]First to let off last to run every time it's on
[01:00.63]I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
[01:04.33]Cause I don't need 'em
[01:06.08]Cause they're never around when I'm down
[01:09.71]Shot and I'm bleedin'
[01:12.33](What the **** is there, is there a mother****in' problem, b***h?)
[01:16.76](Oh yeah, that's what I, I thought so, b***h)
[01:23.58]Niggas be talkin' 'bout me, they always callin' me crazy
[01:26.72]**** them O G niggas, they stuck in the 80's
[01:29.55]Sayin they gon' do me somethin' now you know that's a lie
[01:32.61]B***h, you look at me wrong, I let the hammer fly
[01:35.20]I'm rich I still wake up with crime on my mind
[01:38.34]Queens niggas put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
[01:41.16]When I say move, nigga move, or get caught in the crossfire
[01:44.01]I prevent niggas runnin', cut my niggas' hand on the barbed wire
[01:46.96]This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit
[01:49.90]Hollow-tip partin' yo' head, leave your whole nigga brain split
[01:52.66]They sick they see me in that Aston Martin
[01:55.40]What's the matter They can't get that hooptie started
[01:58.30]Thought they was grindin' well God damn where that money at
[02:01.50]Thought you was puffed up cause you was lettin' paper stack
[02:04.12]You ain't a hustler matter fact you's a buster
[02:07.19]I don't trust ya, I should send niggas to touch ya
[02:10.16]I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
[02:13.91]Cause I don't need 'em
[02:15.91]Cause they're never around when I'm down
[02:19.28]Shot and I'm bleedin'
[02:21.80](What Who say they gon' do somethin' to me )
[02:26.10](Must be out your rabbit-ass mind, **** around kill one of these niggas)
移調 原調
FA#mAmA
作曲 : Curtis Jackson & Anthony Best
G#mAA#mA#G#mAAmAA#mD#mAm
Yeah it is what it is man
D#A#m
Uh-huh
AAmG#mC#m
Sirens flashin' you know the routine the crime scene taped off
AG#G#mD#
It started out a robbery they blew half his face off
C#m
They seen him shinin' cross full of diamonds he bought grindin'
A#mC#m
His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin'
A#mD#m
The D's came through askin' niggas if they know what happened
AD#mC#C#m
Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
D#mAA#
Detectives at my mama crib they say they wanna question me
EmC#C#m
They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me
D#mC#mC
When it come to cookin coke they know I got the recipe
D#mC#mC#C#m
I turn a quarter to a half that's why they mess with me
C#AAm
I'm the neighborhood pusher I move packs to make stacks
D#mC#C#m
A little d**k a little X a little H little crack
D#mC#mAD#m
Figure I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max
A#D#mA#
Navy blue vest on navy blue Yankee hat
FmCC#mA#m
Calm in my palm's fully loaded firearm
D#mC#
First to let off last to run every time it's on
C#mED#mA#
I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
A#mC#
Cause I don't need 'em
D#m
Cause they're never around when I'm down
A#A#m
Shot and I'm bleedin'
C#D#D#mC#
(What the **** is there, is there a mother****in' problem, b***h?)
A#mC#C#mD#mA#FmG#
(Oh yeah, that's what I, I thought so, b***h)
D#mA#D#mA#mD#m
Niggas be talkin' 'bout me, they always callin' me crazy
C#C#m
**** them O G niggas, they stuck in the 80's
D#mA#A#mA#
Sayin they gon' do me somethin' now you know that's a lie
A#mD#mA#
B***h, you look at me wrong, I let the hammer fly
D#A#mF#Am
I'm rich I still wake up with crime on my mind
D#mA#mCmAmA#m
Queens niggas put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
Am
When I say move, nigga move, or get caught in the crossfire
A#Am
I prevent niggas runnin', cut my niggas' hand on the barbed wire
AD#mC#mFmC#m
This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit
C#A#A#mA#
Hollow-tip partin' yo' head, leave your whole nigga brain split
CC#m
They sick they see me in that Aston Martin
A#mCD#m
What's the matter They can't get that hooptie started
C#mC#C#m
Thought they was grindin' well God damn where that money at
AA#AmA#m
Thought you was puffed up cause you was lettin' paper stack
C#mFmE
You ain't a hustler matter fact you's a buster
C#mAA#Am
I don't trust ya, I should send niggas to touch ya
C#mD#mA#C#mA#mC#m
I tell niggas to suck my d**k, get the **** out my face
A#D#m
Cause I don't need 'em
C#C#mA#m
Cause they're never around when I'm down
D#mA#m
Shot and I'm bleedin'
C#CC#mD#m
(What Who say they gon' do somethin' to me )
A#A#mC#mD#D#mA#A#mC#A#mD#mC#mAmA#mA#D#mD#A#mC#C#mD#mA#mD#mA#mD#A#mAAmA#mF#CmG#mA#mAAmG#mD#CmAmA#m
(Must be out your rabbit-ass mind, **** around kill one of these niggas)
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 A# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《I Don't Need 'Em》調性為 A# 小調、速度約每分鐘 92 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 A#m、D#m、C#m、A#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈自我肯定對抗背叛與歧視，展現街頭生存的孤傲與決絕。
主題
聚焦於黑人街頭文化中的背叛、權力關係與自我價值重建，透過暴力與物質符號描繪生存掙扎。
情緒
憤怒、蔑視、自信中夾雜孤獨，並透出對系統性歧視的抗爭情緒。
意象與手法
運用「警笛聲」「犯罪現場」「槍枝」「豪華車」等街頭文化符號，結合重複句式與粗礪語氣，強化角色的危險性與獨立性。
重點句解讀
1. 「I tell niggas to suck my dk, get the out my face」
直白的羞辱語氣，象徵對背叛者或歧視者的極度不屑，透過粗俗語言強化主體的主導權。
2. 「I'm the neighborhood pusher I move packs to make stacks」
揭露毒品交易的現實，「move packs」與「make stacks」雙關貨幣與毒品流動，凸顯街頭經濟的運作邏輯。
3. 「You ain't a hustler matter fact you's a buster」
「hustler」與「buster」的對比，批判虛偽的「成功者」，凸顯對真實生存智慧的尊崇。
4. 「This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit」
重複的無奈感，揭示系統性壓迫的永恆性，並隱含對社會結構的批判。
適合情境
面對人際背叛時的自我療癒、街頭文化愛好者的情感共鳴、或需要激勵的競爭場景。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。