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。
BPM109
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleek Baise
Performer
Brian Stewart
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Nash
Songwriter
Brian Stewart
Songwriter
David Hyer
Songwriter
Brent Raymond
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Stewart
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Sleek he a bully the market erupts
Stocks look good that's portfolio plus
I invest in myself the returns in my trust
Only trust I have left is the air in my lungs
Breathe lite, Deflate the room in monoxide
Don’t hang with bitch ****
Apartheid
Line up the border with cannon I'm port side
Kick in the door to the game now the court mine
Full court spread NBA now its sport time
Anthony Edwards take flight when the paint dry
Poster your team spotlight from the courtside
DAMN
Let that **** sleek go eat go ham
Feeling like I'm Ye 03 slow jams
Every single beat UFC
Get slammed
While I'm turning every loop to a hook and a fan
I try to sympathize
Don’t sleep on sleek I incentivize
Don’t try to foul me
You’ll get penalized
Plot take shape, shape shift call me penny wise
Sleek a demon I’m a terror leave you terrorized
Changing rap, the revolution will be televised
Do re mi A through Z when I melodize
Wipe em all out no survivors this a genocide
Climb out that pit put a grip to your pity
Back on the strip let my bacon get crispy
Back on my shit like the bathroom is busy
Back on the backs of the bastards that envy
It’s fuck who against me
Sleek
[Pre Hook]
Ooooooahhhhhhh
Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans
Ooooooahhhhhhh
Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans
Ooooooahhhhhhh
Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans
Ooooooahhhhhhh
Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans, Hooligans
[Hook]
Hit the spot for a lil come and party with the gang why not (Why not)
And I’m standing on truth everything I say is true why lie (Why lie)
I Was tryna give you game but you not equipped to play why try (Why try)
I was putting in pain why stop (Why Stop)
I know you think that we the same
[Verse 2]
But the difference is
How I evaluate and calculate
Bitch ass shit
You moving funny not a comic you gone laugh at this
You aint amusing passive aggressive I’m not your friend
Let’s make the lines clear
Hope you had a time on this side of the time share
Act like its fine and decline you ain’t have fare
I ain’t feeling bad need receipts on the time spent
I ain’t pity pat lily pads how you slimed here
Back to your habitat
Leech of the fake and the arrogant
Drown in a lake of disparagement
Every other zero in my bank account is tatted in
Set it in stone I pull the sword out without my strength
You wanna see might then you might be a javelin
Throw you 30 feet below earths where you traveling
I ain’t showing teeth death roll till you outta limbs
Why would I repeat what I say when you outta ear **** shut up
[Hook]
Hit the spot for a lil come and party with the gang why not (Why not)
And I’m standing on truth everything I say is true why lie (Why lie)
I Was tryna give you game but you not equipped to play why try (Why try)
I was putting in pain why stop (Why Stop)
I know you think that we the same
[Verse 3]
When I contemplate, I moderate the noise to help me concentrate
I’m concentrated doctors in a operation
Rap like it's a conversation talking to myself like an asylum patient
Build a wall build a tunnel we got innovative
They ain’t paying streams we got syndicated
They ain’t paying sleek they eviscerated
They ain’t come to eat don’t do dinner favors
They ain’t come for peace
We gone flip the table
This aint no TV so let's clip the cable
**** fuck dying for the block or dying by a cop
You be dying to get rich
Your brother kill you for ya spot
It’s a cold world snowbirds faux fur
Ain’t nobody real It’s just online personas
Tactile scrolling through the feed till they thumbs hurt
Add another zero bank hit another growth spurt
Hanging wit a fraud
Hanging with another vulture
Most wanted bitch ass **** on a poster
Don’t give a fuck
[Hook]
(Why not)
(Why lie)
(Why try)
(Why Stop)
Written by: Brent Raymond, Brian Stewart, David Hyer, David Nash

