Vindictive
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Vindictive은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2017년 10월 12일일에 TheHipHopLab에서 발매되었습니다.Rocko
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
BPM96
크레딧
작곡 및 작사
Rocky Badd
작사가 겸 작곡가
가사
[Verse 1]
Look, who holdin' my city down? You can't name no one else
Post a flier for a show, then I came by myself
Fuck **** thought I don't hang with the help
I ain't ask for this shit, I played the hand I was dealt
You said I'm motivation, right? You look goofy as shit
You just a cute, broke bum, chain icy and shit
Shootin' vids, but wearin' the same clothes twice in them shits
But you winning, touching this chicken, dawg
Who writing her shit?
I swear they pussy and they frauds, I ain't liking this shit
I'm big B, yo, big homie, I ain't fighting this chick
Put this pole down your throat, like I'm piping this bitch
When I rhyme, I'm snatching souls, bitches quiet as shit
I guess these **** heard I'm single, okay, now they tryna fuck
I make bitches put it up, 'cause if they don't, they gettin' touched
Not ashamed I'm from the bottom, we ain't really come from much
I make bitches leveled up, but made them pick that metal up
[Verse 2]
'Cause it's the real, B, bitch
Who with this rap shit? It's me, bitch
I'm a Westside legend, that's queen shit
You ain't jumped off the porch, you ain't seen shit
'Cause it's the real, B, bitch
Who with this rap shit? That's me, bitch
I'm a Westside legend, that's queen shit
You ain't jumped off the porch, you ain't seen shit
[Verse 3]
Yo, even when I'm on chill, anywhere I stand out
How bitches so tough, whole time, head down?
Shouldn't've said my name, I got the upper hand now
You was shook when I seen you, I gave you a pass now
How the fuck a bitch gon' mimic, then flex, claim she up next
Talk the, "Shoot em up, bang," but ain't did shit yet?
Not with nobody, you don't really be on shit
You don't slide down no blocks, you don't pop at no bitch
It ain't even real beef, y'all just some internet hoes
I'm the same one who told you Joe should buy your ass some clothes
When I seen you, I seen ho, would I fuck your ****? No
Lil' B, I'm grown as fuck, my pussy fatter than your nose
When I seen you was froze
You ain't even have a chain on, should've cheesed necked your ass
And told you, "Quit it with the lame songs"
Real bitch, I ain't no bully, these bitches can't get to me
That bitch know she can't whoop me, so act up, then I'm on fully
Before you had a name, you was all on my dick
Kept posting me and my bitch, I was posing with that stick
Then you got some fame, and started copying my shit
People think you made a wave, but you just copied off my shit
You don't do this rap shit, mami, you just want a following
It's facts that I made you, you should've tried modeling
These bars light as fuck, I gotta a lot of shit that's bottled in
Talkin' numbers like you Nicki, but it's only kids that's following
[Verse 4]
When shit get real, y'all make calls and say it's over
Been the same bitch who used to post up on the corner
In the club, off Patrón, probably standing on the sofa
Hate for what? Lil' B, you want a gun with no diploma?
You ain't even from the road, better try that shit again
And your fans think you got it, why you lie to them again?
Wanna keep it strictly music, I'ma body her again
All these fake tough pages, I know it's probably her again
Joseph told me, "Rocky, you the coldest in the city"
So why the fuck you trying to make your artist go against me?
She probably write her shit, but them guns, you can't convince me
Listen, you are not a shooter, you ain't never load a Semi
You ain't got enough muscles for that Draco not to kick back
Lil bald-head bitch, I know you scared to get your wig snatched
Banging on a toddler, lil ho, I wouldn't have did that
You ain't 'bout it if that address ain't exactly where you live at
I tried being nice, but I'ma tear your ass apart
On my mama, you was scared, and see, I really got a heart
I know **** geeking you, you could've played it smart
But now I gotta Shether you and really make it hard
[Verse 5]
This rap filled with corny ****, I ain't gotta lie
So when my **** done rapping, I ain't really got a lot
You do it for an image, you ain't really on the block
And that shit so disrespectful, bitch, I really did a lot
Rapping like you 'bout it, when we clearly know you not
Lil bitch, I hold weight, I swear to Chris you can get dropped
Type of bitch to drop the gun, and can't even run up spot
She so grown, but when I ho her, **** acting like she not
[Verse 6]
'Cause it's the real, B, bitch
Who with this rap shit? It's me, bitch
I'm a Westside legend, that's queen shit
You ain't jumped off the porch, you ain't seen shit
Written by: Rocky Badd
