DOAは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2013年8月15日にRap-A-LotによりリリースされましたFatal
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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
If you look death eye to eye and wake up
Some of us ain't fortunate to make it back when tragedy strikes
You know
So sometimes you gotta take that shit and run with it
Thirteen when I started, cold hearted and curious
To the streets, gotta eat with every part of me serious
Holding guns for reasons, believing it was the thug in me
All about the love until the slugs hit me
Don't wanna die, so I open my eyes
Choking on air, gasping and I hope I'm alive
Chalk my sneakers, shit even chalk my hat
Is this the path to the pearly gates I'm walking back?
Why it had to be me Lord when they sprayed this bitch?
I ain't ask for this life, I was gave this shit
Is it wrong packing my heat when I ain't raise this shit?
I'm tired, on my tombstone engrave this shit
We all gotta eat, I die if you take this from me
I'm hungry, so I ride tryna make this money
If that's a sin, then fuck it I'ma die with stripes
But touch me Lord and keep me in your eyes at night
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she walk right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she's walking right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
I wake up in the hospital, codeined out
IV's in my veins like I'm coke fiend out
I'm outside of my body, I see myself
But I can't talk to nobody or be myself
I feel nothing but tears from my mother's cheek
Dropping on my arm when she tell my little brother I'm sleep
I try to feel her and touch her but it's just not real
Will it surprise my pops when they say I just got killed?
Shed some light on me Lord, let it ease the pain
Put something in my heart and let me breathe again
'Cause it's just a little tiny kid who needs Hussein
And I ain't playing no more, I don't need the game
It's time to pull your pants up, fight the war of life
You got a lost soul ****, then give yours to Christ
'Cause I'ma take mine when I wake and do it surely right
Give me my soul back please, let me enjoy my life
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she walk right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she's walking right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
These bastards done hit me off, I'm in a casket
They just did surgery, I'm watching how they murder me
My little brother think I'ma pull through
And grandma I know you know it ain't no way I could pull you
My daughter got no fears, now she can see me clear
Tryna touch me, her mother think she fucking with the chairs
Just when you look back it was a memory
I don't want y'all to mourn no more shit, just remember me
I'm putting it down hard, legal or illegally
**** gotta get his chips, either way you reading me
Uh, caught up with me, hit me
Praying to God so the demons won't come and get me
Fold my arms, I don't love this life
It ain't no slipping when you thug for life
I can't cry now
Fold my arms, I don't love this life
It ain't no slipping when you thug for life
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she's walking right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
Calling my kids, they don't walk back to me
Talk to my dogs and they don't talk back to me
Try to hug my moms and she's walking right through me
Damn I think I'm dead y'all, I might be dead y'all
All about the thug life
Yeah, yeah
The thug life
All about the thug life
Oh, yeah
All about the thug life
Yeah, yeah
All about the-
All about the thug life
Oh yeah, yeah
Written by: Fatal

