24/7は、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1994年11月22日にWarlock RecordsによりリリースされましたClosed Casket
BPM84
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。
歌詞
Yeah, I gotta let these **** know once again
There ain't nothin' wicket like this here wicket, Wicketshit
You know what I'm sayin', yeah
So if you didn't catch it the first time
I'm going to hit your ass up like this
Two times on your ass
One nine nine fo', I'm out for the dough, fuck a ho
And bitches can't fade me like an afro
My flow is wicket, some doubt what we say
The Unholy, Black Devil, Kunta Kinte
I'm down with NATAS and that Blaz4Me
And **** can't see me in 3D
I'm comin' at your ass straight from the East side
And I'm in the belly of the beast, right
**** don't know the time
I'll put a gun in your mouth and let the taste blow your mind
Sleepy **** awake
You faker than a silicone titty with the shakes
I makes more bounce to the motherfuckin' ounce
And Esham's how it's pronounced, bitch
I hit the switch, 'cause I got that shit hooked up
And my shit's pure before it's cooked up
Mo' money, that's what it's all about
Young hoes, it's all about dick in your mouth
Unholy **** with the Reel Life crew
We talk about real life shit we been through
Fuck the Reverend, 187 and fuck Heaven
'Cause the Wicketshit will never die, I'm doin' it 24/7
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
More **** gettin' served, 'cause I'm twice as nice with the verbs
I don't believe in God so fuck what you heard
This ain't no gimmick, so don't mimic my style of rappin'
**** can't fuck with my Fleetwood mack
And plus I'm phat and all of that
And this and mo', I'm quick to take your ends and dis your ho
No singin' at my funeral, just a little somethin' I thought you should know
If your pussy stank, you need some douchin' ho
As I choose my flow up
My mind to blow up, to make you throw up
Jackin' my dick and so what I make it nut, but uh
You better watch the shit as I kick it
My shotgun said Blaz4Me, I'm still wicket, as I stick it
Straight up your ass, and pass the J
**** from Detroit don't play, hey
You better raise up and watch me blaze up, another cigarette
How hard can another fuckin' **** get
I'll whip a clip out if you want to trip out
And shut your mouth Reverend 'cause my dick might slip out, uhhh
I don't give a fuck about Heaven
'Cause the Wicketshit will never die, I'm doin' it 24/7
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I got a suicidal problem, my problem solver is a revolver
My mama wants me to get therapy, I don't involve her
'Cause I'm wicket, I like to kick it like no other
James Smith, yeah that's my brother
I know you heard of him, we like to smother suckers
Unlike them other suckers, we 'cause a ruckus
Make the police want to buck us
So fuck us, if you want to try
Some **** said I was dead, but the Wicketshit will never die
I'm comin' straight from the cradle to the grave, y'all
And motherfucker, I could never be a slave, y'all
I pack a gat and that's for real though
But see I'm nice with my hands and plus these fuckin' steel toes
I thought you knew it was just like this
I'm down to the end 'cause I'm a Suicidalist, yo
Where all my peoples at, East or the Westside
North side, South side, homicide
It don't matter, ain't no thang to me
'Cause it's all in D-E-T-R-O-I-T
I stay true to my city, now ain't that a pity
I chopped off a gangsta ho titty, my attitude's just like Frank Nitti, shitty, all 24/7
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
I do it like this y'all, a like this y'all
I do it like that y'all, a like that y'all (I'm doin' it 24/7)
This goes out to all my ****
That's true to the motherfuckin' city, yeah
And ain't nothin', nothin' wicket
Like this here wicket Wicketshit
Ya'll still don't know
Written by: Esham, Joseph Bruce

