Apathyは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年9月30日にWMP ProductionsによりリリースされましたApathy - Single
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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
How
Fake that shit been feeling when people hit up my line
And all they really want from me is to bother my peace my mind
They told me AR you been spazzing but keep that shit in the DM
Then DM a link to song and tell me that they been eating
Uhhh
Too many people obsessed with showing the world that they feasting
Need the attention need the obsession need to just put on a show for the people
Scream at top of lungs to give 'em the bag ah
Shit just chips like lays
Shat shit run out in one day
Can't go treat this shit like play
This ain't no mukbang ain't no pay out for eating
Around here you gotta show up with hunger or get eaten
So excuse
My apathy or gluttony
I just don't care no more
I get my share don't say no words
Ain't nothing change
We move just like before
Lately I just been too numb I can not give a fuck
Tired of hearing people self proclaim that they the one
They scream at the top lungs so we can listen to'em
I can't feel no way about the shit you claiming ****
I feel no way I feel no way I feel no way about you
Don't let that fear don't let that fear don't let that fear up out you
I feel no way I feel no way I feel no way about you
Don't let that fear don't let that fear don't let that fear up out you
Listen
I dont give a fuck 'bout long time no more
No shit no ill will of yours
Is on me vicks vapo
On the aura big stable with the
Horses dig a hole for the corpses
**** moving like they zombies
Humie's thinking that they got me
I ain't even gotta act like i'm pressed
I chase truth with a little bit of hen
You write your problems down all with a pen
I see the problem I give it an X
That shit a target I'm starving
I know that there's food on the table for everybody
And I chop up the facts like I'm Gordon Ramsay
That's a Big beef Top Chef
Well done rare skill
Still in development
Low heat simmer down
Warming up let it burn
Till we hitting a boiling point
Made grills out aluminum foil
Hot wheels that we dug in the soil
Grew up guess ya boy manifesting
Work harder I could see it in checkings
Feel nothing when my name being mentioned
Keep talking here's a little confession
Lately I just been too numb I can not give a fuck
Tired of hearing people self proclaim that they the one
They scream at the top lungs so we can listen to'em
I can't feel no way about the shit you claiming ****
I feel no way I feel no way I feel no way about you
Don't let that fear don't let that fear don't let that fear up out you
I feel no way I feel no way I feel no way about you
Don't let that fear don't let that fear don't let that fear up out you
I feel no way about you
Don't let that fear up out you
Oh you
Goated my ****
Told me that of blood of a lamb is protection
But fuck it a goat'll have to do
First born son but I stay in the middle
Of messes that parents is putting up on me like Atlas
I guess the was pressure past tense
I ain't got time for relaxing
Nah Chill
Vortex in a cortex
Next check on a whole tech
Hotep **** doing forex
T rex reach what I see and
To see what I see
Gotta CC God
That's a vision intuition
Of a **** steady on a mission
Heavy premonition
Demolition abolition
Of the times
Ain't here for the rhymes
Want peace
Thats a crime
Want speech
Thats a fine
Sign ya soul away
Whats the toll today
Total plays
Worry about a toto
Popo on ya ass
Go Pro go home
And a go go dancer
On the OF
Going OT
For the cream
For the team
For the bag
For the Birkin
Hermes with the Wings
When Im flying on a track
Imma die on a track
Record time when I lap around
I got it down
Go ahead and sound alarm
I harmonize
The pain the guilt the harm in eyes
A poltergeist
The flesh disguise
I see demise
You live a lie
To pick and choose
The ends is loose
I bring a noose
To herd the sheep
I heard the people
Speak a me
Like gun
But murder beat don't mean a **** done this
Simple shit for another first born son
Written by: Damien Alter, andy Rondon


