Usは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1997年1月1日にVicious EntによりリリースされましたPaper Chasing
BPM87
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
Cause all we got is us, us
Who can we really trust, us
Cause all we got is us, us
All the troubles in the streets is all a **** had to see
A hustlin' motherfucker's what Bun B G had to be
My family was broken, for cash in my hands I was hopin'
Now I'm in the hood, smokin' on bomb till I'm chokin'
You **** must be jokin', '96 all the drama lit
You ballin' too hard, fuck around and get yo house hit
These **** talk shit but wit G's I hang
From the south to the west we be choppin' up game
Don't disrespect my place, I'll put my tech in ya face
I'm movin' birds everyday bitch, I'm bound to catch a case
Who's to say change yo ways, no one should ever disrespect
A **** strugglin', strivin', tryna come up out that project
This game never change, only the players do
I done been mobbin' so long, shit I'm stayin' true
I'm payin' dues, avoidin' all the jealousy, evadin' all the envy
No love for them others, just my **** that is with me
Us, cause all we got is us, us
Who can we really trust, us
Cause all we got is us, us
What's up with these ****, we done hustled and struggled too long
The same ol' song, either locked up or dead and gone
It's gettin' redundant, the devil need to cut us loose
Addicted to bitches and riches, blunts and a hundred proof
But I gotta handle this, deceitful and the scandalous
Never put my guards down, cause I know they gon' challenge us
But what about my ace, my partner, my buddy Ro
**** know I'd die for him but still won't front me dough
That's how we live, we take before we give
You heard that man was ballin' and you ran up in his crib
Man y'all must be trippin', that ain't even the way
That's why we got these **** out here leavin' today
Respect the hustle, cause jackin's for bustas
Only real players is the paid motherfuckers
Ain't no fear in my heart, **** can't do me nothin'
My motivation is the scrilla, split yo wig like a blunt
So recognize the real
You got doubts about them ****, pull yo steel
Us, cause all we got is us, us
Who can we really trust, us
Cause all we got is us, us
I gots to grind all the time, cause this money rules my life
Keep my mind up on my paper, or go back to livin' shife
In the South we like to come down, we shine big paper, we fold
We roll in 'burbans, slip Caddies with a mouth full of gold
True to this mob, cause we's a ballin' family
Stayin' real up in this game, everyday we servin' candy
If you show me love, I gots to do the same
Cause this life can get scandalous when ya playin' in this dirty game
Ain't fuckin' with no hoes or snitches
I'm down for my stacks, chasin' paper is my mission
So where them G's at, got love for them
**** who gon' run the fuckin' block
Say fuck ya to them laws, stacks of mail and slang rock
Talkin' shit to a bitch, show 'em no respect
If that ho fall outta line, you got to put that ho in check
This whole mob comin' strapped, and we 'bout to bust
You bitch **** should've known not to fuck with us
Us, cause all we got is us, us
Who can we really trust, us
Cause all we got is us, us
Motherfuckers always kickin' out shouts and shit
I ain't kickin' out a motherfuckin' thing, you know what I'm sayin'?
My name L motherfuckin' Dogg from the town, East Oakland
Yeah, that's where I'm from
I see T-Rex in there runnin' this shit wit uh D-Wiz
With yo mackin' white ass, you know what I'm sayin'?
You's a killa, that's real, you know what I'm sayin'?
We out here doin' it like this, Lake City
We pimpin', pandering, all the above, you know what I'm sayin'?
I don't turn down nothin' but my collar
Yeah that's real, realism all the time, for sheezy
Happenin' our motherfuckin' way
This some platinum shit right here man, I'mma let you know
This platinum
500, 500, 500 For life, recognize this
Mob shit
Written by: Edward Sheeran, John Mcdaid


