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.
BPM84
뮤직 비디오
뮤직 비디오
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Nas
실연자
Rose Marie Tan
추가 보컬
작곡 및 작사
Nas
작사가 겸 작곡가
Matthew Burnett
작곡가
Jordan Evans
작곡가
Nasir Jones
작곡가
Matthew Jehu Samuels
작곡가
Jamaal Sublett
작곡가
Kevin Seconds
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Boi-1da
프로듀서
Brian Sumner
녹음 엔지니어
MANNY MARROQUIN
믹싱 엔지니어
Chris Galland
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Matthew Burnett
추가 프로듀서
Gabriel "G-Code" Zardes
어시스턴트 녹음 엔지니어
Jordan Evans
추가 프로듀서
Del Bowers
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
가사
[Verse 1]
It's like a cold story repeated over and over
In the winters of my mind, yeah
This shit be real, man
Shit's crazy out here
Yo, yo, yo, what up, y'all?
That's my **** over there, word
[Verse 2]
If you scared to take chances you'll never have the answers
I could tell the future of a dude how his stance is
Wonder will he shoot then you should study where his hands is
Is he gon' cock it and pop it? His waistband big
But he don't have that thing in him, slangin' just ain't in him
Body language is off, he's soft
But soft **** all a sudden start dumpin', frontin'
'Cause he feel a way, my **** say the eyes is a giveaway
[Verse 3]
One look could tell me if you really came to kill me
Be the quiet **** lookin' lame with the milli'
Who that over there creepin'? Who homie by the tree?
Better safe than sorry, look at P-noid me
Few machine guns close, we could squeeze all three
Be a cold day in Hell 'fore they creep on me
It's a lesson every premonition
Lot of **** killed 'cause they wasn't payin' attention, listen
[Verse 4]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
[Verse 5]
It's been so long, can't remember how we begun this war
This is a everlasting thunderstorm 'cause guns went off
I see your moms, she still speak
She don't know I ain't cool with her son no more
It's old shit, see forever we holdin' this grudge
Takes real men to squash beef, end it with hugs
We buried out dead, been years, why should I worry 'bout him?
Constantly watchin' my back, plus **** tellin' I dread
[Verse 6]
Another day I put a family in black
Though I be calm and relaxed
Though I know somehow it will come back
Even if I'm in the right 'cause still a life is a life
What was it worth to see you covered in dirt?
It's quite redundant, whether you the hunter or the hunted
Mothers cry, no statute of limitation on a homicide
Just tattoos of my ****' names
I wonder, will it change? Let's ride
[Verse 7]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
[Verse 8]
It's rare I listen to **** who never been in my position
A caterpillar can't relate to what an eagle envisions
From the mind of a man who went at it with killers
Sit down, little man, let me school you in hood business
Seen a lot of **** blow, lot of dreams folded
Some wasn't humble, ate too much, got bloated
Ain't too much left to buy, bought it, I'm loaded I guess
Lear jets, I ask myself, do I need love or success?
[Verse 9]
They say the artist that truly suffers, his stuff is the best
'Cause his heart bleed on his sleeve, pain, pistols and sex
Remember spray paintin' the word fresh and then starin' at it
Older folks angry, pointin', swearin' at it
Buildings I sprayed, nowadays drive the McLaren past it
Same old man from years ago told me life is short
So from infant to geriatric, trust your own judgement
Live with it and love it
[Verse 10]
I want a bitch I can trust, some **** I can trust
Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust
A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust
Damn, my ****, trust, I can never get enough
Of Rugers I can trust, shooters I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you, the fuck is you here for?
Some of you ****' true colors becomin' clear more
Written by: Boi 1da, Jamaal Sublett, Jordan Evans, Matthew Burnett, Nas


