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。
BPM75
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NF
Vocals
Saint X
Programming
Tommee Profitt
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommee Profitt
Songwriter
Nate Feuerstein
Songwriter
Cole Walowac
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NF
Producer
Tommee Profitt
Producer
Saint X
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
What is perfect? Not me, I've been overworkin' for weeks
I go home then purchase some things that I know will not fill my needs
Have a dose of what I've achieved then get lonesome and I critique
Who I am and what I believe, make up standards too high to reach
Untrained animal off the leash, I'm in panic, but yet relieved
Brought your hammock to hang with me? Grab a hatchet, cut down your tree
Like a mannequin that can speak, what I have in store is unique
I just mop the floors with MCs, I can't stop until things are clean
I'm an amateur's what you think, so you stand there in disbelief
Till I dislocate both your feet, that's what happens, you step to me
Not too graphic, but not PG, lots of action in every scene
I'm kidnappin' all of your dreams, hold 'em hostage and watch 'em scream (Ah)
[Verse 2]
Rap aside, I am what I advertise
Don't matter how you put it, we live, then we have to die
You might hate it, but you can't deny
See, everything that I've been doing got me lookin' like a mastermind
It's so vain, but I vandalize that I do what you fantasizin'
Took a vision of my dreams
And then found a better way that I can make it
I've been lookin', think I'm really 'bout to maximize it (Ah)
These bullets form in my mind and come out my mouth and (Pow, pow, pow)
For anyone out there doubtin' or actin' mouthy (Watch, watch, watch)
Forget what you heard about me, I've been astoundin' (Got, got, got)
Something for you thinkin' you might run circles 'round me
[Verse 3]
Yeah, ain't this all I ever wanted?
That's a fact, no, that's a lie, no, I'm confused, yeah, I got problems
What's the use? Yeah, let's be honest, screws are loose, I need 'em tightened
Not amused, yeah, look what I did, brought you something, hope you like it
So precise, the flow the nicest, so productive, stop your whinin'
Back in style like I was vinyl, I make songs and they go viral
Something's off if I go idle, "Been so long," yeah, okay, I know
Take your shoes off, you're in my home, you got fans, but not like I do, yeah (I do, I do)
Thankful, I try to be, can't contain what's inside of me
They don't like this side of me 'cause I lack in compliancy
I question what I can see if you're not playing my CD
No expirin', I'll decide when I think it's my time to leave (Woo)
Yeah, 'cause they won't retire me, it inspires me to be inspirin'
When I'm low I feel like I'm spiralin', pushin' forward, look, I can't ignore it
There ain't no I in team, but drop the T and A
Sometimes, if I'm bein' honest, feels like it's only me
[Verse 4]
No defeat, notably, better have it right if you're quotin' me
Write my name on your hit list, it might be the last time you wrote something
Rip that cocky smile right off your face for thinkin' you're close to me
Grab a can of gasoline, light it all over your self-esteem
Selfishly watchin' y'all helplessly pretend you're on my planet
Shoot you out of the sky like you're punchlines, you are not landin'
Gun jammin', reach in your mouth and rip out your tongue after tongue
Lashings, I hand 'em out like pamphlets in church, Pastor
Show up to my funeral wearin' all black, and what's happenin'?
I look around and wonder, "Where my fans at?"
Oh Lord, they know me so well, they know I'm not in that casket
Trash bag is prolly buried somewhere full of my ashes
My music's superb, playin' with words, play with my nerves
They gon' have a list of issues long as my shirts
Very absurd, very disturbed
Stare at the Earth like, "This is not the place I was birthed"
[Verse 5]
I'm generic, you sure? Oh, they think I'm very reserved
Till I open up on the beat like on my therapy work
I don't care what you heard, real scary, carry the verse
While I'm wearin' my merch, stompin' on your arrogant turf
Sit back and observe, nah, I like to actually work
This life's so unpredictable, it just keeps pitchin' me curves
I take a swing, I hate the things that make me feel like I'm dirt
I've patiently been waitin', please, I think it's time for my turn
My expertise are melodies, they talk to me when I'm hurt
Just let me be, eventually someday they'll see what I'm worth
I cross my I's and dot my T's, it makes no sense, but I've learned
Normal to you is not to me, the outcast finally returns
Written by: Cole Walowac, Nate Feuerstein, Tommee Profitt

