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。
BPM95
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
Geto Boys
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Geto Boys
Songwriter
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Man
Motherfuckers just follow a **** around, dude
That's real
Some shit though, fuck these feds
Redneck, racist motherfuckers, man!
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna run (Run) no more, but I know that if I stop
I'll be another **** headed to heaven, hanging with 'Pac
These motherfuckers look at me like I'm a slanger
Makin' threats to my family, dawg I'm in danger
Who do you call when these agents want you dead
And they hit these penitentiaries and **** make a pledge
So I dip and duck the feds, all my homies stuck out on indictments
Caught up on the phone, talking prices (Hello?)
25-to-life's the mandatory minimal
My whole community gets treated like they criminals
Prior convictions getting motherfuckers hung
Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody's sung
Mothers and fathers separated from they sons
Households are broken, you couldn't hold your tongue
If it's yours, say it's yours, take the case, do your time
When you was out here getting money from it everything was fine
Now you crying in your jail cell, stressing on the case
And the D.A. is at a **** every other day
I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul
You in question of your manhood homey (Keep the code)
[Verse 3]
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We ain't trustin' in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
[Verse 4]
See I be on some street shit, don't talk to police
I won't accept a visit from agents who wanna see
If I got shit to say about a **** case
I'm a motherfucking **** through and through, iron gate
Know a **** caught a case and he took his 25
Sat it out on appeal, and gave him back that time
A soldier in his mind and his actions said the same
Told a cracker tell your mammy suck his dick cuz he with James
Ain't no motherfucking game, we been living this for real
When the government is working, real **** never squeal
Right here the truth revealed, Troy you a mouse
Yeah you rapping but the homey Lil Pots can't get out
**** they hit the pen, they get charged, then get out
On a Rule 35, he informing for the cops
You can hear it in his voice, I done listened to the tapes
Now you showing up in court, testifying for the state
[Verse 5]
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets, we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We ain't trustin' in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
[Verse 6]
I'm knowing all the scams, all the tricks to the trade
Know a **** trying to get clean, and you get in the way
Know a **** tryin' to get green, and you stick out the bait
Cause a **** like a dopefiend, can't rehabilitate
Still stickin to the G Code, we playing by the rules
We don't fuck around with new ****, cause new **** is fools
We don't photograph the homies, that'll catch a **** up
On a picture you a victim, bottom line **** fucked
Only connect the real, staying down with the true
I got love for you Ant, you a real **** Spook
My **** Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few
But there's a thousand motherfuckers in the pen bulletproof
So this one here's for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die
Fuck a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I
Send his ass to the top if he say he sit at home
He a motherfucking snitch, snitching **** need this song
[Verse 7]
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond
We ain't trustin' in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood
I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
[Verse 8]
(We don't talk to police)
(We rely on these streets dawg)
(Said we don't talk to police)
(But we rely on these streets dawg)
Written by: Brad Terrence Jordan, Michael George Dean


