Wreckgonize
511
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wreckgonizeは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1997年1月1日にviolaterによりリリースされましたDa Dirty 30
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
BPM90
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cru
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Graham
Songwriter
Chad Santiago
Songwriter
R. Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yogi
Producer
Tony Smalios
Mixing Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Yo, all I do is drop lethal, y'all now my people
Verbally it's a massacre
I'm sharper than shanks up in Attica, choke them lethally till he suffocate
Lifeless but step into this shit that's priceless
[Verse 2]
I cut the life force, now I'm on the right course
I stifle, those that pop shit but carry rifles
Trifling, yet I'm wise, every murder's organized
It's premeditated so brothers wreckgonize
[Verse 3]
No escapin' the hell-a-cost, pay your toll, come across
And watch me test my burner on a horse
Homicidal, I used the vital when I step to suck-a-cidal
It all balls down to my recital
[Verse 4]
No time to waste, feel the bass, I got your head in the suitcase
Smilin' while I look at your dead face
The cause of death still remains a mystery, it's a pity
They caught me 'cause the source had to flicker me
[Verse 5]
Not all tops the shame, no external, no bloodstains
Sharp object to pierce the brain
I got enough dope for your veins and restrain
Hand cuffs and chains, nothing but pain
[Verse 6]
****, you better wreckgonize
You better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize, ****
[Verse 7]
Carlos, the base head is lurkin'
Askin' for change, ****, constantly urkin'
Miss Elizabeth callin' out the window
To her husband Joe, **** died a year ago
[Verse 8]
And every day's the Fourth of July with the sparks in the sky
Aimin' at the gods as we get high
What's your pleasure? Sippin' on the booze and the Cru's
Smoke the blunts, the whole blunt, nothing but the blunt
[Verse 9]
But the old heads in the projects hit the heroin
Dozin' off in front of liquor stores through a P-long
Don't know how to act
Sister Eve go to church but she still smoke the cracks
[Verse 10]
Praise the Lord, doin' bad
Spanish kids across the bridge poppin' on the nes tabs
Go to the bar, drop the yeah-yo
Sniffin' with the lows, all red-lookin' fail
[Verse 11]
And the ledge round the way, Yogi still smokes dust
Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
I guess that lesson wasn't delivered
When Chip and Eli took that long walk in the river
[Verse 12]
Fuck a nine to five, we got the 9-2-5's
3-8-10-2-4-4's
Make a **** hesitate
That's if you don't know the date
[Verse 13]
****, you better wreckgonize
You better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize, ****
[Verse 14]
In actuality, violence is my reality
Some tend to talk me, but to them it's just a fallacy
True lies, you kick your stories on the street
That was true, listen, twisted up and say it was you
[Verse 15]
But me, I'm representin' while my peeps puff herb, superb
Droppin' bombs like a Bosnian, Serb's my word
It gets no deeper, I bet the Grim Reaper
While layin' on my chest wishin' I had worn a vest
[Verse 16]
Now don't ask why, just wreckgonize my demise
Runnin' from 4-5's, spark the drive-by's
Long hot day sin July, the blood dries
And the kid that didn't run is the kid who dies
[Verse 17]
The body states of America filled with lies
Shorties runnin' and gunnin' in front of God's eye
It ain't no surprise that the brain just fries
Due to excessive use of the get-high's
[Verse 18]
And I'm that same **** drinkin' mai tai's
And we can't kick our habits no matter how many tries
Livin' amongst the new world, doin' despise
Guys that don't give a fuck, they just chastise
[Verse 19]
But I rise, see my mind's too wise
Catchin' bodies with ship-a-bodies, I have no ties
Hittin' home runs while you hit pop flies
Don't mind the size, ****, just wreckgonize
[Verse 20]
****, you better wreckgonize
You better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize, ****
[Verse 21]
****, you better wreckgonize
You better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize
****, you better wreckgonize
Written by: Chad Santiago, Jeremy Graham, R. Ross

