DMX
80
Hip-Hop/Rap
DMXは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2024年7月17日にSlip N Slide RecordsによりリリースされましたThinking Out Loud
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。
BPM97
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Smiff
Performer
Nikita Love
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Smith
Songwriter
nikita whitely
Songwriter
Make It Bang
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Make It Bang
Producer
歌詞
Intro
Shit gotta be right
I want them to hear that in a **** voice type shit
& when they hear me I want them to feel me I just want them to feel me that’s it yea
Verse #1
I had to swallow my pride and tell my cousin I love him
Even though he crossed me & I no longer trust him
Even though I be mad I feel like fuck it
It will hurt me more then him to hold these grudges
**** already should know I know how to play it
Cause **** all my opps either scared or dead
My lil **** Tony just got out the feds
Always looking like something going on in his head
It’s just something about that box turn a **** to zombie’s
Still riding with that Glock cock chasing this money
When I look at my daughter I see that look in her eyes
She ain’t sweet she Street lord bless my seed
Have mercy on her lord protect my seed
Please order her steps if she anything like me
Cause sometimes I get loss
I get loss in the pain I get loss in the rain I get loss in the game
I get loss trying change things I can’t change
I get loss trying to save people I can’t save
I get loss trying to right every wrong I made
I get loss being unappreciated and hated
I be Smoking weed poppin all these peels on the daily
Everything I’m dealing with this is how I escape it
Tell me how I’m post to live when all my **** is dying
When it’s death on every corner how I’m post to survive
**** told me when you doing all that spinning and shit
You gotta spare all the kids & the women and shit
But the women out here thuggin interfering with shit
And the kids the ones doing all the killing and shit
But how the fuck our kids supposed to make the best decisions
When our neighborhood normalize death and prison
Lord protect our children the world cold and dangerous
Is we living in the book of revelations
Chorus
Somebody pray for me
(Somebody pray for me)
I need you to pray for me
(I need you to pray for me )
Somebody pray for me
Shit gets hard in these streets if you know what I mean
(I need you to pray for me)
Pray for me
Oh oh oh
I can’t see them coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry
Oh oh oh
I can’t see them coming down my eyes so I gotta make this some cry
Somebody pray for me
I need you to pray for me
Just listen to this song cry
Verse #2
I always hear these prison stories how **** walk yard being hard amongst the killers and gs
How **** hit the cells blocks still let they nuts drop and hold shit down how they did on the streets
But imagine how feel when dog call home
And that **** break down and just cry on the phone
Only thing you can do is cry to & pray
Cause i never been to prison what the fuck i’m going to say
And his son growing up he just turned thirteen
Seen him on Instagram with a Glock nineteen
Going down the same road that his daddy & them did
He don’t know it’s in his blood that he not built for the pen
I’m drinking all this henny trying to drown the noise
Even though I came far from Honda accords
All the money in the world can’t bring my **** back here
Nobody told me that killers can get killed
I thought we was invincible
See the murder in our eyes when we look at you
Big stepper Grave digger
Get ran down on get your face hit up
Thought wouldn’t nobody play with us
I would have been rich if I can cash reality checks
I done did so many things that I’ll prolly regret
I don’t seen so many things I wish that I can forget
snotty nose jit fresh out of the Jets
Chorus
Somebody pray for me
(Somebody pray for me)
I need you to pray for me
(I need you to pray for me )
Somebody pray for me
Shit gets hard in these streets if you know what I mean
(I need you to pray for me)
Pray for me
Oh oh oh
I can’t see them coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry
Oh oh oh
I can’t see them coming down my eyes so I gotta make this some cry
Somebody pray for me
I need you to pray for me
Just listen to this song cry
Written by: Christopher Make It Bang Swain, Michael Smith, nikita whitely

