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。
BPM80
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
Blac Youngsta
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sammie Benson
Songwriter
歌詞
[Intro]
Gang, gang
Yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah
[Verse 1]
Realest **** walkin', that's for shit show (Woo)
I done been through so much shit
I done been through so much shit, I lived a life of sin (Life of sin)
Tried my best gettin' ahead of the curb, but I can't pretend (But I can't pretend)
And I'm in the projects tryna make a serve, that's a sin (Woo)
Why the fuck you lie to me and you know I got tough skin? (Got tough skin)
If I didn't win, but I help you win, ****, that's a win (****, that's a win)
And you know I ain't goin' for shit and you know I stand on ten (Grrah, grrah)
I cut all my ties with them ****, I can't pretend (I can't pretend), yeah (Gang, gang)
I can't pretend (I can't pretend), I can't pretend (I can't pretend)
These **** fake (These **** fake), they know I see 'em (They know I see 'em)
I'm droppin' off gang, I talk shit above the rim (Above the rim)
Never jump in that water, you know you can't swim
I got so many **** dead and gone and I can't see 'em (I can't seem 'em)
I got so many **** locked up with lawyers tryna free 'em (For real)
I got so many pussy **** wanna see my life end (Damn)
Gotta take it one step at a time 'cause these streets done got trim (Trim)
This might be the realest shit I never wrote (This might, this might, this might, this might)
I'm off the dome with this shit, I let shit go through telescopes (Tele, telescopes)
They dropped another lo', so we pulled down, took out hella folks (Hella, hella folks)
No innocent bystanders in the way, bitch, I can't let it go (Let it, let it go)
No coppin' deuces, wanna go to war, bitch? Yeah, I'm ready for it (Ready for it)
I'm from a city where they barbecue you, put you in lemon 'fore
No, I ain't vegan, but it ain't no beef I really can't afford
Steppin' 'bout my dog like I'm a dinosaur
[Chorus]
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
You my dog, you my dog, real **** shit (That mean you my ****)
Just give me that call, real **** shit (I'ma stand there with you)
And we all gon' ball, real **** shit (For life)
See your pictures on the wall, real **** shit (You my **** for life and after)
[Verse 2]
It been plenty nights that I been thuggin' (Plenty nights)
Late night on that block (Yeah)
And no one ever hold me down for nothin' (For real)
It been plenty nights that I been trappin' (Yeah)
Tryna get off my lil' rocks (For real)
And the police had to come bust me for thumpin' (Yeah)
Demons talkin' every night (Yeah)
Say they want my head, right? (Yeah)
I know how to play it right (Play it right)
They know I ain't scared, right? (Scared)
How the fuck you want some smoke? (Uh)
You can't stop at red lights (Red)
You a well-known bitch (Bitch)
I know how you bred right (Grr)
I know how your lil' bitch pussy feel, I know what that head like (Huh)
You talk shit behind my back, see me, act like we alright (Bitch ass)
I keep runnin' to the paper, I keep livin' my life (My life)
I ain't got no time for that hatin' shit, you can have the spotlight (Uh)
How the fuck I see you when I got commas in my eyesight? (Woah, woah)
I'm breakin' bread with my gang and we tight like The Twilights (Woah, woah, woah)
No need for no one-on-one, if one fight, then we all fight
Fuck ****, it's on sight (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
Real **** shit, yeah, real **** shit
You my dog, you my dog, real **** shit (That mean you my ****)
Just give me that call, real **** shit (I'ma stand there with you)
And we all gon' ball, real **** shit (For life)
See your pictures on the wall, real **** shit (And after)
Written by: Sammie Benson


