Est Flowは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年5月8日にLi RyeによりリリースされましたPunch In
BPM84
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。
歌詞
**** on the floor with holes all in his body
Left a **** on the floor with holes all in his body
Come on, ah
Left a **** on the floor with holes all in his body (Rrah)
Skrrted off and turned a Ford into a Maserati (Skrrt)
My people got hit for a chopper, he was movin' sloppy (Sweet ass)
Doubled back, got off with my four-five, then threw up off a Roxy (Ahh)
Won't never stop sippin' this lean and poppin' Oxycontin (I'm poppin' Oxy)
I fell in love with the high, it turned into a hobby (It turned to a hobby)
She tryna take her clothes off, I just want you to top me
I ain't worried 'bout no opp, long as I'm strapped, I don't think shit could stop me (Boom, bah)
Damn, Flash, he posin' for the morgue like I'm the paparazzi
They say it's fentanyl in them pills, but I'm still poppin' Roxy (I'm still poppin' Roxy)
I got Xanax bars inside my system, boxin' with some Oxys (Bing, baow)
Tryna fuck these lil' hoes raw, he woke up with a Taki
Couple sticks up in this whip, no puck, ain't playin' hockey (Ain't no playin' hockey)
He throwin' disses, tryna beef, that boy a fan probably (That boy a fan probably)
I done take a lot of fuckin' pills, but never popped no molly (I never popped no molly)
He pose with a lot of fuckin' guns, but never shot nobody (He never shot nobody)
**** always screamin' they a killer, never caught no body (He never caught no body)
Fell in love with brain, I told that ho that she should keep her body (Bitch, you can keep your body)
My stick ain't in a box, I'm tryna get rich like that **** Roddy (Roddy Ricch)
Huh, huh (Go)
Street got off, his case dismissed, Henry, it's your turn, **** (Henry, it's your turn, ****)
Everybody 'round me itchin' fingers, tryna pull they trigger (Rrah)
He ain't got no strap, he use his partner shit in all them Trillers (That's your homie's)
Sellin' meth to Kodak, I'd do anything to get that skrilla (Oh yeah)
I was thuggin' back when **** used to drop on Spinrilla (On my mama)
I keep that shit real, I don't think nobody else keep it realer (On my mama)
Lil' ****, before he died, them hollows made his head bigger (Boom, bah)
I don't want the baby out the group, I want the head **** (I want the head ****)
I love the sound of the chop when it go, "Rrah"
Right hand on his chest, the left one reachin' for the stars
Never know who slidin', pay attention to them cars (Ayy, watch them cars)
I be high as fuck, mixin' uppers with the bars, I can't stand straight (Now I can't stand straight)
If your brother locked behind them bars, make sure your mans straight (Make sure your mans straight)
Won't fall out with my dog 'cause of no pussy hoes like every day (Hoes like every day)
**** gon' die every day soon as we go sign a deal (That's on my mama)
Drop a bag on everybody head soon as we touch a mil' (Boom, bah)
I don't give a fuck how it get done, just want them **** killed (I just want them **** killed)
I miss my old plug, he gave me real deals on them fake pills
If I don't got it and he do, then I'ma take his (I'ma take his)
I was born up in the streets, that's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
Fuckin' all these hoes with a rubber, I ain't got time for kids
How you try to spin 'bout one of your partners and he run away? (Stupid)
Leave him dead only way, Russian choppers penetrate (Rrah)
Pass lil' bro the Drac', I know Jaylen'll spin any day (On God)
Only inner circle stands, we gon' get it done, ayy (Gotta get it done)
'Cause we the fuckin' ones (The ones, ****)
Clutchin' bad, it feel like we got too many guns (Too many guns, ****)
Let's go to war (Let's go to war)
Let's go to war (Let's go to war)
Let's go to war (Let's go to war)
Let's go to war (Let's go to war)
Hah, hah (Rrr)
Written by: Leon Atkinson, Roderick Henderson


