Light Work
3,648
Hip-Hop/Rap
Light Workは、アルバム『 』の一部として2015年9月18日にCash Motto LimitedによりリリースされましたLight Work - EP
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。
BPM70
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
Chip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Songwriter
歌詞
Okay, so man writ' a whole diss track for me
Now I've got a whole diss track for you
"Pepper Riddim", six at once
But this one's just for you
"Pepper Riddim" helped changed the game
My career, your claim to fame
DJs gas, you don't wanna spite me, donut
You ain't hot for my name
Big up 0161, yeah
But when you say 0161, air
'Cause you was a London label sellout this year
So not levelin' here
Me rate you? Nah, heck no
Built a name off mine from the get-go
And you done know I love Manchester
But I don't rate you, blood, I rate Geko, hold up
Diss me for makin' pop songs
But you got gassed and worked with a pop star, hypocrite
RIP who? Can't get rid of this
I will pepper your claat 'til you're sick of this
I rang you cah my man said you was cool
But you sang my man too
You twist the story and put it out for the views
Wow, pagan youth
Pagans doing what pagans do
Two thirds of "Peak" was a pagan tune
Dem boy pagans, I can't stand them
Stand on my own, tell a pagan move
Rap beats, yeah man, I'm on it too
Peng tings know man are hot for you
About Sonic the Hedgehog, you drop lip monkey
This here's Sonic Boom
Blood, you're desperate, me, I'm strategic with it
Man might ease in with it
Drop "My Bruddaz", go quiet
Grab the pen, pap pap, squeeze him with it
You wanna come to the ends with
All your friends but when no one's about
Come with all your jewels when everyone's there
See what Tottenham's about
Actin' hard, repeatin' bars
Livin' off my past, why do you rate him?
Plus, he never came no one's block
Tourist, he was outside the stadium
Relegation what? Relegation who?
You're relegatin' who?
Tellin' kids "Turn into the devil"
And the industry wanna champion you
Man love chat 'bout the "Champion" tune
But you could never make champion move
Cool, fuck having As and Bs
Safe, fuck you and your box of food
Cah you're not real, you're not Rage
Why you acting like you can't hear Rage?
Reply to him, he's on what you're on
He'll do it on the roads or do it on a song
I'm from the school so I'ma have to school him
No relegation, it's a ridiculin'
Fuck Radio times, I was the problem
Now I'm twenty-four and I'm still a nuisance
Run out of what? I've got fucking bars
They're frontin' on me but I'm fucking hard
I'm a lovely guy and I'll fucking lie
And I'll fuck your bird, I am not your dog
Pree me until you can't pree anymore
Are you a gyal, what you preeing me for?
Drop lip monkey, you can't hush me
I'll watch my mouth when you watch yours
About "Watch Your Mouth", shut ya mouth
Basic hook, dead tune
If this was ever Fuck Radio times with Whoopie
You'd be the worst in the room
To ghost me as a writer, fam
Blood, you'll need a ghostwriter, fam
Messed up, I'm in a catch 22
Cah I put **** on when I write for man
You can't finish me without mentioning grime or pop
(You're wack)
Or mentioning where you're from
(Space)
I'm a fly boy so you wanna hurt me
Cah you know bar for bar it's long
(Yeah)
Fuck that shit, pen ammo
(Blah)
Got my dead friend's energy channelled
Whoring out for like every platform
Do somethin' on your own channel
Comin' at me, blood
Gassed off a MOBO tweet, blood
Anything you ever win in your life
Thank the devil, then me, blood
We all know who made who, blood
(Yes)
Saviour? That's not you, blood
(No)
Fire in the Booth, said I born MCs
And the big baby is you, blood
(Sorry)
Chipmunk rush to reply for who?
If not for him then not for you
(No)
Like me, he can make a big tune
But he ran out of bars and pimped you, fuckeries
I know you man just might run out of bars
Chip can't run out of bars
Right now, yeah, I'm repeating the bar
'Cause I wanna wheel with the bar when I pull up in the dance, aye
Try and know that's light work
Yeah you're light work
Cash Motto
Written by: Jahmaal Noel Fyffe


