Mobは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2023年12月8日にMillyzによりリリースされましたHoly Water
BPM89
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
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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
[Verse 1]
Yeah, cold showers, bathing in my pain, I'll be back in an hour (Back in an hour)
This where they package the powder
He tried the box, that shit hit him like Deontay Wilder (Boom)
I took the losses by myself, when I won, we was winning
Witness took the stand, this sung bros got life like Jennings
Shit be falling out of my mind, I don't even be penning
Marble floors in the Villa, we came from humble beginnings
Bitches trying to link, but I'm too busy to get drinks
I can't take you on a date, I slip once, that's my fate (That's my fate)
Used to dream about this lifestyle to put me in a wraith
Now I'd rather SRT 'cause that shit better on a chase (Woo)
Paranoia on my brain, thinking maybe I'm delusional (Maybe I am)
Casualties in war, that means friends you gotta lose a few
If you let 'em think you food, they gon' try to get to chewing you
Bullets had him on the ground, twitching like he doing hula hoops
Had to take it overseas because the local shit was boring (Yeah)
My member prick your finger on the day that you get sworn in
Moving like the mob, that's how it be when we swarming
Winter time we raise the temperature, this glock is global warming
I'm just listening, absorbing, kicking back up in this foreign
1500 for the Louie sneakers on the pedal flooring
Label to bed when I was young, miseducated like I'm Lauryn
And now we 'round the globe touring, they was snoozing, we alarmed them, it's Blanco
[Chorus]
That's my hitter riding by him with the pole on his hip
Boy, you better watch how you talk before we flip your shit
We got that type of money, make a broke bitch act up
Get into that paper, motherfuckers trying to catch up
Pop out in foreigns with the stars on the wraith
These diamonds dripping on my neck, I gotta play it safe
They say we too deep, but that's the mob, that's the gang
Got my middle finger up for your mother fucking lames
I just keep going, I don't care what they say
Vision turned reality, I'm blessed to see the day
Spend that money like a check and get it right back
Yeah, it's like that, yeah
[Verse 2]
Yola pure as my intentions, know them people want me fenced in
Indictments always pending, I keep cashing out on pendants
Sliding by my solo, I can't do no co-defendants
Self-sufficient on this mission, never seen me codependent
We was dogs until the end, he turned cat and broke the friendship
They don't reach out until your money up and then they want to mend it
I know my ex bitch doing bad, look at me, I'm doing splendid (Look at me)
Me and hatred, never blended, I'm embracing all these trenches
I'm in L.A. as I'm writing this (Yeah), range rover passenger
Pistol in my pocket, run down, I'm trying to splatter ya
He thought that he was smart, and now they picking his brain matter up (Yeah)
We play ball with whoever, Brodie on deck like batter up
That's a hell cat, not a challenger, I'm in a different caliber
Remember, re-in up on bizzy's, hundred dollars trying to gather up
Living by the sword, swinging my shit like excalibur
He ain't about to take a plea, the DA offered to twenty calendars, it's nasty
[Chorus]
That's my hitter riding by him with the pole on his hip
Boy, you better watch how you talk before we flip your shit
We got that type of money, make a broke bitch act up
Get into that paper, motherfuckers trying to catch up
Pop out in foreigns with the stars on the wraith
These diamonds dripping on my neck, I gotta play it safe
They say we too deep, but that's the mob, that's the gang
Got my middle finger up for your mother fucking lames
I just keep going, I don't care what they say
Vision turned reality, I'm blessed to see the day
Spend that money like a check and get it right back
Yeah, it's like that, yeah
Written by: Myles Lockwood, Sada James

