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。
BPM107
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
Jonathan Harris
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Harris
Engineer
歌詞
These hoes wishing the jawn would just stop (uh huh, uh huh)
Think that these hoes hot but these hoes not (mama, mama)
Thats right, go get your mom
Bitch i got the juice, i keep a huggie in the stash
Birdy want attention, i take app and even cash
Bitch im a dog and i get bread, i scooby dough around this bitch, to keep em' mad
Told all of them bitches this a boppa, and now they saying boppa
I Made them go berzerkilator, later im a stop her
My turn to spazz on they ass, and its no shade
You making hits, i make a knocker
If one hoe jump, they all jump on one bitch
But last week, them hoes quoting my shit
Try this, got jugga's nut on thine lips
If i was a bitch, they'd suck on my tits
I cross hoes and dot my i's, im not chris
My flow is chocolatey rich and so crisp
So Tell them fraud rappers, batter up
The ones that get they batter, keep going cause i know that they aint mad enough
I'm a spit some shit you never heard before
Do it while im rolling up a wood, herbivore
I dont fuck with ****, find another whore
Eat a bitch up with my inside voice, bitch its hella horse
Man that aint your flow, **** thats jawnie core
That make you my bitch, feed them, evermore
Bad bitch, real thick, her name, Eleanor
I Shot a three, get off the bench and get a better score
Ah, and its the same shit with you ****
Talk shit with no hits, my songs shitting on ****
You doing what i just did, im a teacher to ****
I'm too ahead, so im just screaming "check the kitchen" to ****
I even taught them how to shoot, now all they blicks got bigger
**** sweet, man i could even get a baby to sit him
**** double tapped the pic, i know its easy to get him
But Fucking with him is strange, so i never been willing, let go
They cant even gather up a multitude of ****
Wanna hear from a goat, im telling the **** listen
So Get this on wax, no video vixon
This is all fax, its no room for fiction
I can make a post, **** forget they fucking with you
You cant make a post without the **** you be pitching
I would never say we would be in the same place, but if it be me and you in the frame, they wont see you in the picture
They see jawnie all the real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real bitch motto
Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow
Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real-real motto
They see jawnie all the real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real bitch motto
Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow
Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real-real motto
I think these hoes gas up the wrong ****
When i speak, i say this for all ****
You a lame ****, you cant ball
And You a clown cause you came alone with him
Illiterate bitch, you need a lyric-assist
Get some training for that dog, hes a literal bitch
But They copy like a snap, im like the literal pick
A literal loser, you **** oughta pass up sticks
****, You know what it is
Hop out, im a pop ****, you know what it give
When you see venturi, **** you know who he with
And when you see the body ****, you know whos it is
Bitch get out the biz
Hop out in whats looking like a benz, bitch
Treat him like a daughter, you my kid
But baby u you never ever gave kin
Never gave blood
You should've been aborted **** bitch ive had enough
I wanna set him up
Throw a lil party for huzz
Tell him bring the booze for the buzz
Then beat that **** up
And look at how we took away the tough
**** don't get up
And we dont need a reason to the madness, its just fun
I get all the chips and i aint planning sharing none
Huh? No i never needed a **** just know i keep me a **** thats guaranteed to make me cu-
Top of this shit, leave these hoes with they hands out
Knocking down doors im the one bring the rams out
Dont need backup, but the clans out
I pop like pop so i can bring the cans out
I got my bop, my woowop in the trap house
Drop top, i stop and boop bop, make 'em stand down
You got no shot, in my spot, bitch you fanned out
They Couldnt stand me, these **** is stans now
They see jawnie all the real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real bitch motto
Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow
Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real-real motto
They see jawnie all the real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real bitch motto
Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow
Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow
Junior organized, its a real-real motto
And if a bitch want smoke
Tell that hoe its cancer
Thats a real bitch motto
Written by: Jonathan Harris


