Crimeyは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2017年10月20日にDuetti (Migration)によりリリースされましたFirst Night Out
BPM143
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
[Intro]
Ayy
My lil' caught, yeah
My lil' homie caught a (Woah)
My lil' homie caught a homi' (03)
Yeah (Caught a body)
First night out
He don't, he don't want no crimey, ayy
He don't want no crimey
[Chorus]
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island
[Verse 1]
Bitch, you gotta be from underground to understand this shit
Bitch, you gotta be from out of town to want to buy this shit
Bitch, you gotta be from out of bounds to want to try this shit
You ain't gotta beef with Jordan Downs to be the flyest, bitch
Hatin' won't work 'cause I'm workin' 'til I'm tired, bitch
Bitch, you had to been to county jail to live to tell this shit
Prison saved my life 'cause I know I was supposed to die that year
Bitches want my life, so they just started actin' hella weird
**** want my wife, that's not my wife, might fuck my other bitch
Don't you close your eyes, we stayin' woke like Donald Glover, bitch
Watch her snort a line right off the dick before she suck the dick
Suffocate the pillow talk, just hold it down and smother shit
They comparin' me to Pac, so I got on some walkin' shit
Shout out to my lil' homies hittin' licks and flockin' shit
I be in the studio 'cause I don't do no talkin', bitch
If I wasn't rappin', still be Gucci'd down and choppin' bricks
[Chorus]
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island
[Verse 2]
Bitch, who got the lean? Who got the Xans? I need prescription shit
I'm from where we Crips who beef with Bloods and beef with Crips and shit
I'm from where before you get some kids, you get some sentences
I'm from where they spreading all the rumors and the sicknesses
I'm from where your favorite drug dealers might be witnesses
I'm from where some peoples caught on fire fakin' chemists
I'm from where they used to get the water with no fishin' trip
I'm from where they treat a dead body like some fish 'n' chips
Eat your ass alive, you might get swallowed by a trinky bitch
She might look just like she is a model, but got syphilis
I'm from where some bitches be more gangster than these **** is
Half the time, these killers really gay or really snitches
I'ma make myself a fuckin' general like Deuces is
Free my hitters, I could be in prison just like Ruthless is
I got extradited, I bailed out before you knew the shit
Fox was worried 'bout me, I was good but he the truth for this
[Chorus]
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island
My lil' homie caught a homi'
Caught a case, he caught a body
Compton Courthouse with a crimey
Where they do the gangsters grimy
Undercovers on assignment
Solitary his confinement
Jail the only way you make it off this island, hey
[Outro]
Be on that ape shit (Be on that ape shit)
First 48 shit (48 shit)
103rd Street ('3rd Street)
Real Grape shit (Grape shit)
That be on that ape shit (Ape shit)
First 48 shit (48 shit)
103rd Street ('3rd Street)
Real Grape shit (Real Grape shit)
On my flights (Ayy)
I got dead birds (Got dead birds)
That be on that ape shit
Ayy, First 48 shit
Ayy, ayy
Written by: Jason Jackson
