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.
BPM129
가사
(Bruh, I swear I get active cuh, swear to god… Aye, these **** say I don't get active… They must don't know me... Fuck ****, Grrrrah)
Fuck **** keep talkin' his shit, he get hit in his shit, I'll get active lil' ****, he'll go drop a diss (He'll go drop a diss)
Like who give a fuck bout a diss (Who give a fuck), **** BABYMYTH better cause he never miss (Grrrrah)
Opp **** they know what it is, **** partners done died for playin' with this shit (For playin' with this shit)
**** talkin' bout some sorry, hell nah lil' ****, like that's what your fuck ass get (Haaaa)
That **** want to talk on the media, that **** a bitch, hell nah, I ain't coppin' a plea
BABYMYTH now he be a G, that **** started sprintin' cause that **** he knew it was me (Grrrrah)
That **** said leave em alone, I had the boy beggin', that boy he was askin' me please (Haaaa)
I had that boy @ in my phone, I told em' to pray and I bet that boy got on his knees (Grrrrah)
**** they know I don't play bout the gas, hop out the V they gon' get on your ass
**** fuck school, **** fuck that class
**** run up get done up, get done up, we make his ass dance
Been on my own I ain't have no friend
**** want to diss so we went for his kin
First time we missed em' so we spint again
**** say he gon' catch us, we standin' on 10
Say I got the choppa, I make his ass fold up
Say bruh in a pack, he really got rolled up
I'm smokin' his pack and I watch em' float up
Put bruh in the ground, I bet he won't come up
He only see dark, he can't see no light
You pull up with the stick, we ain't gonna fight
Always in the wrong, I could never be right
Done popped me a perc, kept me up all night
.223 and it came with extensions, .556 aim and blow out your kidney
He want em' a show, I'll turn to a menace
How the fuck I'ma opp but I'm all in his mentions
The fuck I'ma opp but he tryin' to do business
He better stand on some business
(Ye, he better stand on some business Grah, Grrrrah)
That boy done tried put under, he ain't know I was comin' for em'
Late night posted with that thunder, (Grrrrah) that bitch'll stutter
I had done showed it to my brother, he told me that was sumn
Hollow tip ate **** stomach, told lil' bruh that he ain't want it
Hollow tip ate that bitch stomach, hollow tip burned that bitch nose
Still clutch on that choppa hoping that it blow
Still carrying tags, who want it on they toe
It's rare that I rage, tell em', let em' know
Can't get dropped by no opp, come on, that's a no
**** really dick ridin', know that they some hoes
Too fast for an opp, nah I ain't never slow
I'm switchin' the gears, I put that bitch in go
I'm totin' that Trainy Wrecc up on ya bro
He told me to step I told em' say nomo
We really known for upin' up the score
He pulled out a gun so he gotta go
Big hollow tips they expand in his dome
I was like damn he caught a bullet hole
Now a family cryin' that boy ain't make it home
He wanna diss on the dead and now he be dead, them hollows was eatin' em'
Bruh heard what I said, if he want to pull up and step in the field, it's just me and him
Fuck **** a bitch, he brought em' some backup and I swear it had to be 10 of em'
I wasn't even scared, cause I brought my homies just in case that fuck **** did sumn
Fuck **** keep talkin' his shit, he get hit in his shit, I'll get active lil' ****, he'll go drop a diss (He'll go drop a diss)
Like who give a fuck bout a diss (Who give a fuck), **** BABYMYTH better cause he never miss (Grrrrah)
Opp **** they know what it is, **** partners done died for playin' with this shit (For playin' with this shit)
**** talkin' bout some sorry, hell nah lil' ****, like that's what your fuck ass get (Haaaa)
That **** want to talk on the media, that **** a bitch, hell nah, I ain't coppin' a plea
BABYMYTH now he be a G, that **** started sprintin' cause that **** he knew it was me
That **** said leave em alone, I had the boy beggin', that boy he was askin' me please
I had that boy @ in my phone, I told em' to pray and I bet that boy got on his knees
Written by: Emanuel Charles King


