CONTROL은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2020년 12월 11일일에 DLYAN LLC에서 발매되었습니다.CONTROL - Single
BPM168
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.
가사
Verse 1 [DLYAN]:
I told y'all **** now ya getting the bite
How you gonna see when I snatch away the light?!
Back away that's right, get smacked back to night
Black, fight it, bite it, get the fuck away boutta ignite it
Smack ya with the dope lines inject it quic-
-clean
I set ya head right, river flowing dopamine
I broke the scene, I stimulate
Awoke the dream, disintegrate
Reality dissolves, I shatter it like dinner plates
The winner an emcee, just to make the suffering slow
Then sprint to kill him with the final fifty blows
Shatter the face, cracking the skull
Relief is seldom seen when I'm smashing this bull
Waving red flags, then stab him with the dull
Dagger, ceasing their blabber
Unload with the fullflows, my energy it matters
So I channel it and null shows, control, control
I'm dying in this hole, waters coming crashing
I'm rolling, writhing, thrashing, fully freaking spazzing
My eyes grow black as coal, I'm rocking cracking ain't stopping
Laughing, I'm hammering this hole
This toll, they stammer and they fold
They tam'er and they old, I blister and ache
Touch the beat and it breaks, into pieces
I don't stop ever, I shake it till it screams
Jesus, save me
Depravity, I dive into it's dreams
Disillusionment it stings
It mobilizes gold
Immobilizes gold, I kill the crown of kings
I never fucking fold
This pussy wants me to kill myself
This vampire wants to drain my health
This cocksucker wants me for my pelt, I belt it
The beat's sweltering, it stings
The sound of success rings
As i'm confined to this box of nothing
I've tried loving, never received it from my peers
Only next step is to free me in the Lears
And mansions, tensions steering
My face is Marilyn Mansoning
My dreams are dying of cancering
I'm calling God he's not answering
"Yo wassup?"
I need love, I need luck
I hate it when I'm stuck, I hate it when it says duck
You bring it in infernal flames
The jungle burning and it still rains
I'm constantly grinding so wheres the gains
I've sustained through the pain
I've maintained in my lanes
I've persisted through the strains
I've ripped off all the reigns
I've tamed the beast, I've stained it's mane
The color's crimson, ripped off the mask of Bane
Did it so flippant, the suffering was feigned
It's as gold as the written
This gold never bends but the Benz is gold
And the ice in my wrist man it's twice as cold
As snow in the night, Greenland I know is white
They froze at the sight of me
I'm either basilisk or scratched CD, like Centipede
These weak MCs couldn't win a mic Tyson fight
So they tried to bite
Me too, believe me I know
They move so quick to prove, meaning what they got to show
Zilch, zero, none
-I'm starving I'm drinking
Treading water in this sea of sand in which I am sinking
Sittin' on Sinai sucking on a cigarette, I'm thinking
Staring at the sun without even blinking
Staring up at Apollo, think I saw God winking
How can I capture this feeling I cannot control!?!
There must be green beneath its surface
Like the light has took its toll
I know it's pulling me, I'm rising
This is Major TOM to Space control
I can feel it heightening its hold
All we needed was the gold
But yes, its pull is coming down
And I can feel it in the clouds
The electricity's so loud
I roll my heads but the sounds are playing tricks
All the clocks talk with their ticks
And even if I fix it, it'll still be off twice a day
All my bread is liquid
And the way that I been living ain't okay
Smashing glass tabletops I drops it, snatch
The cash from mother's purse
I dash out taking Xans
Flats, addy, the mans is all connected
Molly, white, it hard the plans
I stand on Brompton crushing the brews
As the alcohol and Vivitrol fuse
I kept all the bad, but the good feeling I lose
I choose it, so I don't lose it
Getting in a groove that sees me waking up at 10 or 2
Mickeys cause I'm blue
Micheladas or a 40 or two
Still shorty I'll do you, not me a violent dude
But intoxicated pushing two tons of metal your crew
Will get flattened by this BMW
Whips hollow, not even me is pushing it through 290
Too busy polishing IPAs that taste shitty
Blind light I might, bright, streetlights
Bidi ripping, psilocybin tripping
Xanax lifting, blaming things
Missing dings and pushing rings around my eyes
Shifting, stings to see me
The police and me
Give in to the incessant threatening and looting
Look like I'm grooving
But I'm moving on the inside like the oceans
Swelling, pushing inside my warm heart
Take the lines, I don't like it and I burn art
I turn charts upside down literally
To sell myself short
I can't be honest no more or I'll want to cut the cord
Written by: Dylan Berens
