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。
BPM139
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Vocals
Pi’erre Bourne
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Alverne "Verne" Emmanuel
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
[Intro]
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Yeah, okay)
[Chorus]
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly assassins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, bitch got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my ****, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that bitch pack (Yeah, bitch pack), bitch ass **** (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you **** ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
[Verse 1]
Why you flexin' five thousand dollars? (Flexin' five thousand), you ain't got no racks
**** can't even post a fuckin' ten (Can't even post a fuckin' ten), talkin' 'bout some fuckin' stacks
And you talkin' 'bout killin' (Man, you talkin' 'bout killin'?), boy, you kiddin', you ain't 'bout all that
Boy, it take like twenty just to spin (It take like twenty), you ain't fuckin' with that (Swear)
You don't wanna beef with none of my twins, should've been the same blood like kin
Shit, girl, you gon' do what I would've did (Phew, what you doin'?)
Bust a **** head, leave him where he should've been
Hangin' out the window, **** spin a bend
Rich Shooter shit, yeah, kickin' in, y'all **** ridin' 'round in the pen'
Yeah, **** broke, **** can't win
Yeah, your folk dead, playin' once again
Can't even buy bullets, **** pussy
Duckin' from me, runnin', **** big pussy
Should've told you Slimeball not pussy
Everybody rockin' with him ain't pussy (Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? ****
[Chorus]
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly assassins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, bitch got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my ****, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that bitch pack (Yeah, bitch pack), bitch ass **** (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you **** ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
[Verse 2]
Karate chop with the stick and I'm choppin' up shit, man, these **** ain't ready for this (Ready for that)
I mob in the street and we cleanin' the streets, ain't no evidence, ****, we doin' this shit (Doin' this shit)
That mafia shit, **** sendin' them hits, no stopping this shit, get ready to quit (Yeah)
We do resumé, we don't do the snitch (Yeah), you **** was made, you made like a bitch (Made like a bitch)
The shit here is grown, this not for no kid, you still in the house, don't come on the porch (Come on the porch)
The folks outside, they knockin' out foes (Knockin' out foes), your blood hit the ground before you hit the floor (Damn)
You don't need to put no more stress on your folks, playin' with big Slime like hittin' the Pope (Hittin' the Pope)
Shot out the council, shot out the smoke (Yeah)
Ayy, just let it go
[Chorus]
Nothin' but them silent shooters, I got deadly assassins
Catch him a body, come pick up this paper
Sometimes I keep it, they say it's a favor
Put 'em on a feat for poppin' a hater (Yes, sir)
I remember I was poppin' for flavors, talkin' 'bout gas, right? (Yeah)
Yeah, kickdoor, Slimeball, I'm with that
Hit a door, hit the stick, bitch got a kickback (Ooh)
Gettin' this money, my ****, I get that (Yeah)
Glad that I'm rappin', they know that I'm with that (Yeah)
Rollin' up rapper, you know that that bitch pack (Yeah, bitch pack), bitch ass **** (Hahaha)
Talkin' 'bout some smoke but they can't get they get back (Nah)
See me in person, you **** ain't with that (Nah)
Break in this bitch with a muhfuckin' Kit Kat, hahahaha, yeah (Yes, sir)
Written by: Quantavious T. Thomas, Timothy Jordan Jenks

