Raining Syntax
Hip-Hop/Rap
Raining Syntaxは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2018年12月18日にS.H.I.E.L.D. ProductionsによりリリースされましたShield Reborn, Vol. 2
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。
BPM87
クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald St Juste
Songwriter
歌詞
Came a long way from that green house on Court street
Concrete steps but that wood made the porch creek
Before a chat ever snapped was A number to a pager
At the bodega spending stamps wit funny color faces...
Funny how only the blue ones survived
They gentrifying Hip-Hop but still the blues'll survive
Why the hyped up songs more formulaic each year
That's how you codify an art form and take it my dear...
The-diffrence-be tween-me and-you
My-bars are-Hot! I-speak the-truth
Because I got nothing lose and I done lost before
I'll build back up for the 4th time and get out of Nippur...
I Fail Falling forward, I Fail Falling Forward...
The-difference-be tween-me and-you
My-bars are-Hot! I-speak the-truth
Because I got nothing lose and I done lost before
I'll build back up for the 4th time and get out of Nippur...
I Fail Falling forward, I Fail Falling Forward...
Deacon had us on our knees praying in the vestibule
Then homie went to Essence no tickets to festival
Dropped out of Morgan State friends at home called me Hotep
When Drake was so far gone doing V-logs with Joseph
Karl Kani boots and Filas sneakers they had dumb jokes
Went to school slinging candy for the forces wit the gum soul
Cum home Momma heard me spitting said I'm gifted
Tape recorder for Christmas Mic from Radioshack came with it
Just Me Nices in basements unfinished yeah we was spitting
Stolen box of family dollar blank cassette was in our clinches
School felt like jail take a test n see why I say so
We had a plan secure the bag
Spitting essays for pesos
Pants smells spongy
Crabbie patties in her bikini bottom
Focused before they riddling
Claiming that A-D-D the problem
Beside she paid straight cash for the mixtape
The Sky started raining syntax before the shift change
Came a long way from that green house on Court street
Concrete steps but that wood made the porch creek
Before a chat ever snapped was A number to a pager
At the bodega spending stamps wit funny color faces...
Funny how only the blue ones survived
They gentrifying Hip-Hop but still the blues'll survive
Why the hyped up songs more formulaic each year
That's how you codify an art form and take it my dear...
The-diffrence-be tween-me and-you
My-bars are-Hot! I-speak the-truth
Because I got nothing lose and I done lost before
I'll build back up for the 4th time and get out of Nippur.
I Fail Falling forward, I Fail Falling Forward...
When it rains it pours my family drenched while their under roofs
It's that way since them onesies and them UnderRoos
Fuck drowning in your sorrow just figure out what you gonna do
Cause your kids cant wear an eviction when they run to school
Lights all cut off credit cards told you fuck off
You contemplate pawning your wedding to get them bucks off
8th round toe to toe with Misfortune with our gloves off
I could take em 7, if someone would take these cuffs off...
I need my own stream sick of this run off
I need my own team cant be depending on these one offs
Got too many **** I-O-U's that I cant dust off
So many dudes I helped make moves give me the brush off
But I remember no oil for heat in winters
Cuddle in December triple comforter shivers
This feels like a warm up compared to those times
Suicide drilling focused on goal lines
Came a long way from that green house on Court street
Concrete steps but that wood made the porch creek
Before a chat ever snapped was A number to a pager
At the bodega spending stamps wit funny color faces...
Funny how only the blue ones survived
They gentrifying Hip-Hop but still the blues'll survive
Why the hyped up songs more formulaic each year
That's how you codify an art form and take it my dear...
The-diffrence-be tween-me and-you
My-bars are-Hot! I-speak the-truth
Because I got nothing lose and I done lost before
I'll build back up for the 4th time and get out of Nippur...
I Fail Falling forward, I Fail Falling Forward...
Written by: Ronald St Juste

