TACO SHELLS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
TACO SHELLSは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年7月27日にBig Persona/88 Classic/RCA RecordsによりリリースされましたWEIGHT OF THE WORLD (Deluxe)
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。
BPM81
ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maxo Kream
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Mars
Songwriter
Daniel Kostov
Songwriter
Danny Levin
Songwriter
David Doman
Songwriter
Emekwanem Biosah Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Galvan
Recording Engineer
Sage Skolfield
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
David Doman
Producer
歌詞
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Told my lil' **** to spin, he got himself into some beef
Did a number drivin', switched the van; a stolen SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell he wanna (cheef?)
Gave him my Draco .223
We don't squash beef we drill and kill
Taco Bell, we pull up with shells, when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no saved by the bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, just make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the lair, but - shh - my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fears get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jury, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared, before we left
Could tell he don't do felonies
No registration strapped with (pours and bows?) and the scale on me
I'm on probation, bro know I'm on parole
So ain't no bailing me
His heart be pacing, back and forth he pacing
Newport smoke he nervous
He acting anxious, starting to work my patience
Lane to lane he swervin'
Turn down the music
Bitch, stop driving stupid with stolen paper plates
Glocks, MACs, and Uzis driving goofy
We get pulled over, take your cases
Bust two lefts and at the light you bust a right, keep going straight
He scared to death, he never took a life, I see it in his face
He fold his hands and bow his head, but we ain't got no time to pray
Sound like a hoe boy, Maxo dope boy, kick you out my car like Trey
He grabbed the K, he said he down to ride, then looked me in my eyes
Tre Pound, hop out, walk him down, don't do drive-bys, we slide
Told my lil' **** to spin, he got himself into some beef
Did a number drivin, switched the van; a stolen SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell he wanna (cheef?)
Gave him my Draco .223
We don't squash beef we drill and kill
Taco Bell, we pull up with shells, when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no saved by the bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, just make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the lair, but - shh - my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fears get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jury, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared, before we left could tell he don't do felonies
I'm too loyal, chose to ride for **** who won't ride for self
Keep it loyal when its Law and Order, facing life or death
Screamin' death before dishonor, do your partner really mean it?
Keep it silent, stand on business, or do he sit down when he pee?
You put your gang gang in a chain gang
How you rat out all your people?
The ops went bang bang, the whole gang came
Wasn't my beef and still came with you
We been thuggin' since 11, knew one day you might turn 12
Before you snitch, I up my stick, empty the clip, send you to hell
Told my lil' **** to spin, he got himself into some beef
Did a number drivin', switched the van; a stolen SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell he wanna (cheef?)
Gave him my Draco .223
We don't squash beef we drill and kill
Taco Bell, we pull up with shells, when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no saved by the bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, just make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the lair, but - shh - my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fears get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jury, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared, before we left could tell he don't do felonies
Written by: DAVID L DOMAN, Daniel Kostov, Danny Levin, Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah, Kevin Mars


