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。
BPM119
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
99 Neighbors
Vocals
Juju
Programming
Somba
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan Ostby
Songwriter
Caleb Hoh
Songwriter
Connor Stankevich
Songwriter
Hank Collins
Songwriter
Julian Segar-Reid
Songwriter
Sam Paulino
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Caleb Hoh
Recording Engineer
Julian Segar-Reid
Mixing Engineer
Juju
Producer
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer
Somba
Producer
Jared Fier
Recording Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
I feel stuck in a box
I saw Jesus walk, ay
Gotta tap in my thoughts, I'm still me
I don't care what I think, sick of the drugs
Round of applause, stuck in a polo
I'm pretty in pink, I go
Way up
Sauce, sauce
I been lost, lost
Keep it honest
[Verse 2]
Thinking too much got me caught up
I've been off track, feeling locked up
Lost in a blank face
Seen a lot of blank faced smiles on a payday
Wake up in the morning realise it's all the same
Feeling bad, yelling 'May Day'
Got me on the stairs, tip-toeing
Spliff rolling while my life gone, coasting
Think about the shit I gotta do to make a memory
Shit, been on the move too quick, need some therapy
Guess I'll make a note to it
I've been feeling down, broke, I'm losing all my hope
I'm starting to gain fear, I'm back on this tightrope
I'm lost in dim lights but back in my zone
I'm gone, I lost faith, we'll take a minute
I don't know when my life gonna drop, I get it
I ain't tryna lose this, why prove shit to show you
Don't trust me or act like I know you
[Verse 3]
Flowers (In a glass vase)
Laying (On a new grave)
Under (Is the old ways)
Tombstone (Say the young days)
Prickle (Grown on my face)
Sugar (Ain't the same taste)
Midnight (New day)
Flipping (To next page)
Sipping (Till the lights fade)
Looking (Through my camera)
Tryna find my old face face
Tryna find my old face face
What happened to my face?
(What happened to my face?)
[Verse 4]
Hate that they tell me what to do
The second I'm all in, the minute it's all through
So I'm let it begin, I'ma get it how I'm gonna get it
Even if I'm lying through my teeth, you know I'm in it to win it
I'ma bend, flip, stress lyrics like I'm working gymnastics
Lil bitch, call me Mister Fantastic
I ain't had nothing but a pot to piss in
Give me freedom, give me death till I'm winning
Whipping Civics, I ain't got the gas
To make to the crib, it been a minute
I'ma get it back, fuck it I'm never relaxed
I'm way too attached, I
[Verse 5]
Can't tell, won't tell you
Ixnay, bitch made, I
Sinking, float my boat
Bring it back, bring it back
Backstab, broke that trust
Day in, day out, I
Work hard, play hard, we
Run it up, run it up
[Verse 6]
I been way up
Sauce, sauce
Said I work my ass off
Keep it honest
I've been lost, lost
[Verse 7]
Yay
Cut out the brakes in my car so the ride don't slow up
No drive and the ride won't go
Devil on my shoulder telling me to push the pedal
With a angel on the side busy crying, how I make moves
Steady, I level the dudes, my people just know how I move
In the cracks and the grooves
Grimey is just how I do, keep it one hundred that's truth, ay
Demon face in the shadows when I walk
I'm moving passed it, creeping real late
When it's active, all discrepancies have been declassif'
Don't catch you with anything that's liable for cash moves
People copy 'cause they really want the bag
But they don't wanna work, act casual
They don't got the time for the vision
Might snap to a **** on stage
With the hammer, might blast you
[Verse 8]
Work is the centre of all of this
I called it quits with like all the college kids
Travel from campus to campus
Who thought I'd end up with like all of this polished shit?
Diamond and gold, what I'm rocking
I pull up and flaunt this like nobody tracking this
Carried away from whatever, I slide up on you if you say you is not with this
Written by: Aidan Ostby, Caleb Hoh, Conor Stankevich, Hank Collins, Julian Segar-Reid, Sam Paulino

