I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance
Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
Took some shots and balled out, not how to stall taste
I can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear
I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina
I told her, "Baby, that's Nina Simone"
Ayy, drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided
Hands in this mother****er wavin', hazy
'80s like the '90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
Drivin' through this mother****er, wildin'
Ayy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
I been with the 'quad on a high note, gettin' C-notes
Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
Presi' 'round this mother****er, I ain't sendin' vetos
Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O
Battin' out the 504, I saved her name as "Creole"
Balance when I'm on a road, I get the go and T-O
Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo
Shit is off its sockets, they lock in
Mama said live up to my name, but they jockin'
They gon' try go and take your face for the profit
They gon' lie, they gon' slip and slide, get beside ya
They gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
Ain't catchin' Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion
Sell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'
He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up (21, 21)
Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger (21)
Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas (Pussy)
Spray his block and then pull off, this a real dipple (Skrrt)
Bottega pick my kind, but I'm a field nigga (On God)
I be sittin' inside the house 'cause I don't feel niggas (**** 'em)
**** with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas (BabyDrill)
Claustrophobic, I don't even like to chill with 'em (21)
Get some faces, everybody say they real niggas (On God)
Got a whoopin', but you still ain't learned your lesson, huh? (Pussy)
Hard-headed, you won't end up on a stretcher, huh? (Pussy)
Oh, you Usher now, you givin' out confessions, huh? (Pussy)
On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh? (Pussy)
Put a Louis logo on my switch
I know Virgil probably lookin' down like, "Damn, this nigga back on that shit" (21)
Back inside the club with my blick (21)
Playin' freeze tag, shit, I'm tryna see who it (On God)
Niggas say we opps, when they see me, don't do shit (On God)
Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch (21)
Makin' diss songs, this nigga died about a diss (Facts)
If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs, then I'ma spit (Pussy)
Wanna kill the world about your bitch 'cause she on dick (21)
Thinkin' 'bout the hoes that I'ma shit on while I piss (21)
You ain't heard my music, why you ballin' up your fists? (21)
Reverb on the chopper, it go, "Baow" when it hit (21)
He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up
née-nah - 鄭鈞
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[00:00.000]作詞 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Whitehead
[00:01.000]作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jacques Webster/Leland Tyler Wayne/Douglas Whitehead
[00:05.107]I took a ballerina down to the ball dance
[00:07.914]Met a couple ball players, found a ball stance
[00:10.890]Now we in the bathroom, she found a ball face
[00:13.709]Took some shots and balled out, not how to stall taste
[00:16.595]I can't even go inside, my old hoes might hear
[00:19.447]I might need to hit the town, I need you right here, right here
[00:27.215]'Til she reached in the trunk and found a nina
[00:30.032]I told her, "Baby, that's Nina Simone"
[00:34.377]Ayy, drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided
[00:38.081]Hands in this mother****er wavin', hazy
[00:40.930]'80s like the '90s and 2000s (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
[00:43.849]Drivin' through this mother****er, wildin'
[00:46.613]Ayy, Brady seven pack, they come in bunch
[00:49.748]I been with the 'quad on a high note, gettin' C-notes
[00:52.499]Different presentation to this vibe, you need a keynote
[00:55.332]Presi' 'round this mother****er, I ain't sendin' vetos
[00:58.293]Ain't no stoppin' shit or stoppin' licks, them boys on G-O
[01:01.201]Battin' out the 504, I saved her name as "Creole"
[01:04.081]Balance when I'm on a road, I get the go and T-O
[01:06.851]Dominatrix Matrix when she do it like I'm Neo
[01:09.915]Shit is off its sockets, they lock in
[01:12.836]Mama said live up to my name, but they jockin'
[01:15.456]They gon' try go and take your face for the profit
[01:18.313]They gon' lie, they gon' slip and slide, get beside ya
[01:21.217]They gon' try, we a hundred deep like Verizon
[01:24.083]In the trees with the bumble bees on horizon
[01:27.022]Ain't catchin' Zs, I been in in the V, on road to Zion
[01:29.852]Sell they souls, hoppin' in that mode that I ain't buyin'
[01:32.220]He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
[01:34.894]When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
[01:37.488]I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
[01:40.389]It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
[01:43.705]Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
[01:46.687]When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
[01:49.311]All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
[01:52.596]If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up (21, 21)
[01:55.998]Rich nigga, got my strap from Tommy Hilfiger (21)
[01:59.073]Red, white, and blue, American, I kill niggas (Pussy)
[02:01.858]Spray his block and then pull off, this a real dipple (Skrrt)
[02:04.862]Bottega pick my kind, but I'm a field nigga (On God)
[02:07.688]I be sittin' inside the house 'cause I don't feel niggas (**** 'em)
[02:10.593]**** with Baby, but my baby like to drill niggas (BabyDrill)
[02:13.652]Claustrophobic, I don't even like to chill with 'em (21)
[02:16.338]Get some faces, everybody say they real niggas (On God)
[02:19.225]Got a whoopin', but you still ain't learned your lesson, huh? (Pussy)
[02:22.133]Hard-headed, you won't end up on a stretcher, huh? (Pussy)
[02:24.993]Oh, you Usher now, you givin' out confessions, huh? (Pussy)
[02:27.950]On the blogs like these hoes, oh, you messy, huh? (Pussy)
[02:30.783]Put a Louis logo on my switch
[02:32.753]I know Virgil probably lookin' down like, "Damn, this nigga back on that shit" (21)
[02:37.150]Back inside the club with my blick (21)
[02:39.197]Playin' freeze tag, shit, I'm tryna see who it (On God)
[02:42.166]Niggas say we opps, when they see me, don't do shit (On God)
[02:44.893]Only person believe that you a killer is your bitch (21)
[02:47.877]Makin' diss songs, this nigga died about a diss (Facts)
[02:50.716]If I see my opps while I'm in cuffs, then I'ma spit (Pussy)
[02:53.765]Wanna kill the world about your bitch 'cause she on dick (21)
[02:56.605]Thinkin' 'bout the hoes that I'ma shit on while I piss (21)
[02:59.491]You ain't heard my music, why you ballin' up your fists? (21)
[03:02.334]Reverb on the chopper, it go, "Baow" when it hit (21)
[03:05.143]He ain't Slaughter Gang, then he ain't official (Yeah)
[03:07.442]When that chopper sing, you really think that they gon' miss you?
[03:10.337]I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals
[03:13.365]It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you (Mhm)
[03:16.683]Got me ****ed up, nigga, got me ****ed up (Yeah)
[03:19.506]When I send it past the ceilin', that shit stuck up
[03:22.487]All that talkin', actin' tough get you roughed up (21, 21)
[03:25.341]If your wifey at the spot, she gettin' bust up
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬態度面對敵對與挑戰，展現自我力量與不屈精神。
主題
個人主義、對抗與自我肯定，並隱含對社會現象的批判。
情緒
憤怒、挑戰、自信、不屈，帶有強烈衝突與張力。
意象與手法
運用「舞者」、「摩托車」、「Nina Simone」等具象符號，結合隱喻（如「Matrix」、「Neo」）與直接敘事，營造出黑幫氛圍與個人戰鬥場景。
重點句解讀
1. 「I spent a half a million dollars on dismissals」
花費巨額金錢試圖消除敵意，卻反被現實擊潰，反映現實的無奈與抗爭的徒勞。
2. 「It's gon' be a hearse, not a verse if I diss you」
威脅若遭背叛將以生命對抗，將歌詞作為戰爭宣言，凸顯決絕與危險氛圍。
3. 「Makin' diss songs, this nigga died about a diss」
直接點出說唱文化中的敵對關係，將歌詞升級為生死鬥爭，強化個人主義的極端性。
4. 「You ain't heard my music, why you ballin' up your fists?」
質問對手的無知與衝動，暗示自身實力與影響力已足夠引發對抗。
適合情境
面對競爭壓力、個人戰鬥場景、需要激勵自我或宣洩情緒時聆聽。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌的節奏感超強，像把煙火塞進車輪裡轟鳴，鄭鈞用粗礪的聲線把街頭的躁動揉進旋律裡。他把「nina」這名字當成暗號，彷彿在說誰都別想看穿他的底牌，副歌那段「drivin' through the liquor store faded, braided」像極了深夜車燈劃過雨幕的瞬間，霧氣裡藏著誰也說不清的執念。歌詞裡頭的「american dream」像塊碎玻璃，既反射著霓虹也割傷了掌心，聽的時候總覺得車窗外的風景在顫抖，像是某種壓抑多年的吶喊終於找到出口。適合在車裡搖下窗簾，讓引擎聲與節拍器一起把煩惱甩在後視鏡裡。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞反覆出現「ball」相關詞彙，形成俚語遊戲與節奏張力，如「ball dance」「ball stance」「balled out」。
・「nina」暗指爵士歌手妮娜·西蒙，與後段「American, I kill niggas」產生文化符碼碰撞，隱藏反諷意涵。
・副歌「21」重複出現，可能呼應黑人文化中對數字的象徵性運用，並強化歌曲的攻擊性語調。
・「Bottega pick my kind, but I'm a field nigga」展現對品牌與身分的矛盾態度，暗示對主流價值的疏離感。