Hard Knocks 由 Lil Might 于 2025年10月29日 发行,作为专辑“Hard Knocks - Single”的一部分。
BPM84
旋律性
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不插电
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Valence
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舞蹈性
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能量
曲目的感知强度,可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富,而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
歌词
Thought it was cash that I lack
What 'bout the fact that I smile, (ah), even when I crack
Why's suicide on my mind
By depressions I got smacked, (uh), ain't no safety on this path
Got outsmarted by the lies
Don't even what I signed, thought that I smart
It's almost every time I cry, (aye)
Too numb to feel (aye), I was expected to die (uh)
He was napping, he was reaped, what If he slept
Maybe since then, he been killed
I didn't know I was running with a wolve, he got a calm face men I thought that he chill, (chill)
Loyalty got me bleeding the most, 'til go through it, you won't know how it feel
Used to shake in a plate, with the smiles on 'em faces, wondering it later turn out to beefs, (turn out to beefs)
Is it the spots that I got from them days that never faded 'cause they put me on scars
They be wondering how I spit on bars, while they don't even know what inspired the verse
I don't really like to live as a criminal, buh obviously this background is bad, (yes)
Not even interested in them lifestyle, they be reaping on someone's hard earned is bad, (fool)
It's hard out here for a real, not from a rich home just so you know bro, you gotta starve
Trust no **** 'round me, I let my head up
Keep updated everyday like an app, (no)
I'm from the mud, all I know is to rap and turn it to cash so I'm straight to the map
Can't forget when they switched up on me, I keep my circle tight, since when I been stabbed
I ain't chasin' this bag just for me to flex, I've got a bill I don't know if you get
Mama is old, got her bills on my chest
Spending wisely I don't wanna regret
See me wearing trauma like a chain, hoping to get healed so I pull it off my neck, (uh)
Used to settle for less, now I grind like abnormal, look at my face, see my eyeballs are red, (eyeballs are red)
Treating the trap like daycare, say less, cos If I do my best then who gon' do the rest
Spin through the pain, I never had a break, (come on na), don't play on the race, I better run my ass
Ain't no reset button, I walk with my losses, right my wrongs, I can't stuck on my mess, (can't stuck on my mess)
Broke my bread with snakes, now it's me and my mind, then I cheered up and move on to next
No double-dealing, yes I'm who I am, this what I do, I rap and all that
Tryna point out where I bleed from, but I keep on reserved and telling myself it's Alright
I'm all about this fucking money, not into violence and all that
Buzz me up strictly to business, if it's ain't, then I'm fucking offline, (fucking offline)
Me versus me, you know that I'm stubborn, ain't got no rival, brokenness is my opp, (aye)
I'm all about figures, no appetite to be troubling around, in emotions I'm locked
When it's violence in school, it's my ass on my way home, (with my backpack), 'case you don't know that's how I was taught
Street taught me how to live like a thug, say I'm black hearted, I'm not really at fault
Ain't no point in trying, if I keep chasing the clout, either I pass or fail, it's me on my end
RIP to them days that we sacrificed, lived as homeless, now I'm cool with my gang, (I'm cool with my gang)
Said that I'm fed up, but my girl keep telling me to cheer up, I think she don't understand, (I think she don't)
Writing and meditating, so I'm asking some questions like when the pains gonna end, (when is it gonna end)
Speeding up the process, ain't give no fuck, walked through fire with faith shoes
Now I need a brain test, on my mental, men I don't really know my status
Hard knocks, no trust, ain't no doubts, Already making this the way through
Don't play my head like tennis, you get it, (yo) if you think you mad, just know I'm crazed too
(Crazed, crazed, crazy)
Crazed too
Written by: Yusuf Goriola Sakariyau

