TrapStack 2.0
210
Hip-Hop/Rap
TrapStack 2.0は、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2019年12月1日にIndependentによりリリースされましたTrapStack 2.0 - Single
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。
BPM71
クレジット
歌詞
Ay, Tweeko mixed this one, it sounds cold
It’s Monarchy
Desire gave you this one
Trap, stack, slap stacks in rubber bands
Yeah, you know man stack it
Two packs gone in a day
Real rap I can make it vanish
Yo Ninez, fuckin' cold
No one can’t talk to me about trappin’
Me I really make it happen
Long time that I robbed my man there for his works, rudeboi, and he’s still on chattings
Trap, stack, slap stacks in rubber bands
Yeah, you know man stack it (Stack up)
Two packs gone in a day
Real rap I can make it vanish (Missin')
No one can’t talk to me about trappin’ (No one)
Me I really make it happen
Long time that I robbed my man there for his works, rudeboi, and he’s still on chattings (Still there talkin’)
How you gonna talk to Trap Stack ‘bout stacks like I ain’t been stackin'? (How?)
Robbed my man for his stacks
Add that to my stack and stack it
I was on the wing doin' opps with Jazz
Before I was on the wing doin' opps with Rabbit
I’m with K Crash in the field
If you move bookey he’ll crash it (Bow)
Really out really out here in the trenches
Never been the one to go sit up on benches (Never)
Can’t be playin' both sides
You can hold chest shots if you’re doin' up fences
Slide on the opps on ding dong bikes
Or we pull up in cars that’s rented (Pullin’ up)
Man must be smokin’ food if you think that any of this shit’s endin'
Man lost a nine last week and I made it back
Real trapstar, no need to mention (Trapstar)
I was in cell C215 blowin' out bare smoke to release man’s tension
Feds had man flat on my face
And they took man’s re’ and they took man’s stack (Stressin’)
Came out of the can went straight to the trap
Hands on and I made it back
Real trapstar ting
Trap, stack, in the trap tryna make it stack
They ain’t even made what I lost
But they think they made what I made it’s mad (They’re mad)
Really out really out here and I live what I say
None of them live what they say in raps (Liars)
Doing up public step with things in public
It’s peak if a paigon lacks
(Trust me a boy get shell up)
Trap, stack, slap stacks in rubber bands
Yeah, you know man stack it (Stack up)
Two packs gone in a day
Real rap I can make it vanish (Missin')
No one can’t talk to me about trappin’ (No one)
Me I really make it happen
Long time that I robbed my man there for his works, rudeboi, and he’s still on chattings (Still there talkin’)
How you gonna talk to Trap Stack ‘bout stacks like I ain’t been stackin'? (How?)
Robbed my man for his stacks
Add that to my stack and stack it
I was on the wing doin' opps with Jazz
Before I was on the wing doin' opps with Rabbit
I’m with K Crash in the field
If you move bookey he’ll crash it (Bow)
Peng tings peng tings callin' man trappy
The mandem’s callin' man Trap Stack (Trap Stack)
Saying that Trap Stack’s trap mad
Cah they see the trap line ringin' off, mad, akh (Trappy)
Four and a four and a half I just watched bro bag that
He put it all in 10s, all in snap bags (Tacky)
It’s like eight bro’s profit when he seen off that pack (Mazza)
None of them ain’t in the field but they chat bad
I don’t know why they chat bad
‘015 doin' up graveyard shifts
Ridin' around HB in my backpack (Mazza)
Flyin’ packs in public till the feds come grab man
I was pissed when they grabbed man (Yes)
Wrapped man with my whole stack and my re’
I really felt it when they grabbed man (Felt it)
Two two-shots in the backseat
When man’s out on the lurk no need for a Snapchat (No need)
Man keep talkin' that wass till I catch man
Shit’s realer than rap fam, two two-shots that we’re bringin'
And it’s a four door, what brang, man?
One of the two-shots missin’
I asked bro "how" he said "go ask Ratman" (Bro what happened?)
Shit really gets that mad
Man’s still in the field, still doin' up gang gang
Now we got the peng tings screamin' “crash gang” (Crash)
Cah they was in the field when the crashers did it
And they know it was crash gang
Countless numbers the T line did it was mad, akh
Man stacks 'cause you add that
That’s why they’re calling me Trap Stack (Trappy)
Trap, stack, slap stacks in rubber bands
Yeah, you know man stack it (Stack up)
Two packs gone in a day
Real rap I can make it vanish (Missin')
No one can’t talk to me about trappin’ (No one)
Me I really make it happen
Long time that I robbed my man there for his works, rudeboi, and he’s still on chattings (Still there talkin’)
How you gonna talk to Trap Stack ‘bout stacks like I ain’t been stackin'? (How?)
Robbed my man for his stacks
Add that to my stack and stack it
I was on the wing doin' opps with Jazz
Before I was on the wing doin' opps with Rabbit
I’m with K Crash in the field
If you move bookey he’ll crash it (Bow)
None of them ain’t in the field but they chat bad
I don’t know why they chat bad
‘015 doin' up graveyard shifts
Ridin' around HB in my backpack
Flyin’ packs in public till the feds come grab man
I was pissed when they grabbed man
Wrapped man with my whole stack and my re’
I really felt it when they grabbed man
Written by: TS (410)

