Gruesome Pt 2.
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Hip-Hop
Gruesome Pt 2.は、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年4月17日にRainingLolによりリリースされましたHATAKE
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。
BPM145
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
RainingLol
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RainingLol
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RainingLol
Producer
ZAD
Producer
歌詞
I pull the trigger like this shit a fidget (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
I put the Gen on like all of my bitches
****, they pussy, he run, they some sissies
I'm from L.A., I was reppin' the city
****'s a bum, pop with Drac', finna glitch 'em (Brrt)
**** want smoke, I got smoke for a **** (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
****, I don't fuck with that **** like a bigot
You can get shot—
Resurrection
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Brrt (Brrt)
I can't tuck my Uzi, I can't, I can't tuck my Uzi (I just wanna shoot, brrt; hey, yeah; yeah)
I-I-I pay for her booty, I say guns, okay, let do it, yeah
He-he told, we gon' lose him, he told, he told, we gon' lose him (Rrr)
He-he told, we gon' lose him, he told, he told, we gon' lose him (Woah)
This bitch suck me like a hookah (Ayy, yeah, ayy)
I'm outside hangin' with Lil' Dusa (Yeah)
L-lookin' like I give a damn (No, I don't give a fuck), no
One-one fifty-five for the nails (Yeah, one fifty-five), yeah
I'm a pretty bitch as hell (Woah), ooh
Tell a bitch to get the fuck (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Bitch, I don't diss, tell her chew on my nuts (Chew on this dick)
Replicate this, I'ma replicate that (Brrt)
Bitch— Bitch, I'm a punk
Bitch, I'm a punk
Bitch, I'm a punk
Bitch, I'm a punk (Oh my— who the fuck—?)
Shorty, get the fuck out the room, countin' up blue face, we in the booth, yeah (Boop-boop-boop)
Bih' wanna fuck like, "Ooh," she gettin' krunk, throwin' up that juice, heh (Brr)
Geeked up on too many shrooms, so many hoes, I see too many boos, yeah
Brr (Boop-boop-boop)
Bae, we got bands, shoot at your mans (Yeah, yeah), I might go Phantom (Woo, yeah, yeah), I'm 'bout to land (Yeah, yeah)
I'm not your man, I want her, yeah, all in that pussy, holdin' her hand, yeah
Twin chop, put it to your man, bullets, they hit him and hit him (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Don't give a damn (Grr, grr, grr), **** not lighter than me (Okay)
I chill in Vetement pants, yeah
I'd never talk to a loser (Yeah, yeah)
Man, that **** so soft, won't do nothin' (Yeah, yeah)
****, walk on the block, you a loser (Woah)
Get slop from a thot, she amusin', yeah (Yeah)
I might go catch me a body, yeah
Send his ass back to the lobby (Brrt)
I might go catch me a body, yeah
Send his ass back to the lobby
She wan' feel this vibe, all these hoes stay on my line, yeah
She wan' live this life, bitch, you got' give up your life, huh
I-I feed on your life force, pull up, make you tired
I'm tryna play with that fire, **** bored, might pick out your eye, yeah (Woo)
**** wanna try more, do somethin', yeah, I'll lay a **** flat, so gruesome, yeah
**** wanna try more, do somethin', yeah, I'll lay a **** flat, so gruesome (Boy)
Got two phones, I got two phones, yeah, b-bitch give brain (She be givin' it) in a two-door, woo
Got two phones, I got two phones, yeah, b-bitch give brain (She be givin' it) in a two-door, hey
Shorty, get the fuck out the room, countin' up blue face, we in the booth, yeah (Boop-boop-boop)
Bih' wanna fuck like, "Ooh," she gettin' krunk, throwin' up that juice, heh (Brr)
Geeked up on too many shrooms, so many hoes, I see too many boos, yeah
Brr, see so many boos, I pour me a deuce, yeah (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
B-bae, we got bands, shoot at your mans (Yeah, yeah), I might go Phantom (Woo, yeah, yeah), I'm 'bout to land (Yeah, yeah)
I'm not your man, I want her, yeah, all in that pussy, holdin' her hand, yeah
Twin chop, put it to your man, bullets, they hit him and hit him (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Don't give a damn (Grr, grr, grr), **** not lighter than me (Okay)
I chill in Vetement pants, yeah
She wan' feel this vibe, all these hoes stay on my line— line, yeah
She wan' live this life, bitch, you got' give up your life, huh
I-I feed on your life force, pull up, make you tired
I'm tryna play with that fire, **** bored, might pick out your eye, yeah (Woo)
Written by: RainingLol


