Mobstability
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mobstability은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1998년 9월 25일일에 Big Beat Records/Atlantic에서 발매되었습니다.Mobstability
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.
BPM87
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Twista
실연자
Speedknot Mobstaz
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Twista
작사가 겸 작곡가
Liffy Stokes
작사가 겸 작곡가
Mayz
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Leroy Burton
책임 프로듀서
The Legendary Traxster Inc.
프로듀서
가사
Nineteen-ninety-muthafuckin'-eight
Mobsta elite's back up in this muthafuck 'em (Bitch)
And we airin' out all you playa-hatin-lame-ass ****
And we on this laid-back track, something smooth
Eh yo, Mayz, whatcha don' do, kick it
And ride on, **** get your high on
While we pump this shit to vibe on
The muthafuckin' mobsta elite'll leave you breathless
When we hit you like this
Early in the morning, hop into the Chevy Caprice
I'm hurtin', so I'm thinkin of ways to gettin' paid
Cheddar in a bundle, fifties and hundreds and G stacks
If I could just hit that big lick I could relax
And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin'
Concentrate on paper and let the shorties do the bustin'
While I motivate on power moves, you live be coward rules
Singing the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
Cause I'm a fool playing the game of the streets
Claiming elites, making sure my family eats
We roll and it flees, bunkin' **** out of their seats
While mobbin' on beats, soon **** can't back down or retreat
Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice
Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
Cause when I shine, I'mma glisten
As all the heads come up missing
I'mma slide in and assume the position
My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts
Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits
Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
Standin' firm on the deck makin' the front-page story
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, ****
(****, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
(Fool, that's mobstability)
And when it's money over bitches cause you're stackin' your riches
(Playa, that's mobstability)
Gettin' your mind right for payin' for the year 2G
(Gotsta be mobstability)
I heard a raw beat, somebody told me the funk did it
But if Trax didn't do it I can't fuck it
Cause it's a family thang
You know Chi-Town's the motherland of the wild
The chain of mobsters and gangs
But we're the elite few that just can't be contained
Tippin' only the plane, determine it's about the game
Like a playa stays the same, ain't tryin' to act strange to change
Cause the more paper you got, the more you got to slang
And there's more haters to bang cause they all want a piece
You got to be slick as grease cause they want the playas deceased
Restin' in peace
But my motto's simply too tight for you to threaten my life
With a knife, gun or mic
You don't really wanna fight so just swallow your pride
Before I come inside your crib and kidnap the shorty and bride
Every **** alive wish he had a psycho status
Will your punks ready to ride so the bitches can come at us
In the city of thugs, police, politicians and drugs
If they ain't passin' the bubble, **** carry a grudge, but no love
So I don't give a muthafuck if you killin' me
I'm pissin' out headshots, protestin' my mobstability
If I'm not into nothing, I don't feel right
So I circle the block strapped
Watching the workers while they circle muthafuckas at night
I's work to tip for me cause dope fiends ain't wangers
These wanches are skanches, this ain't just hidin' tracks in they anus
My crew react tamers than sweat hogs, to protect that debt bomb
But no teflon, your flesh was tearin', for the love of this heron
I bare arms and I'm quick to snatch cards to those who react hard
Don't judge these, got you robbed, I'mma cop more cheddar for my black mob
My legion is broke down into sections to run every regions
Slugs and studs and stifles for rifles cause we work every season
Hidin' shit in apartments, cars with hidden compartments for po-pos
Zip polos holding pistolos and mobstas know those
Shoot it then boot it, looted then zooted, shoot shit so can I
Automatic bust semi, then I, watches your men back
Cause I be handlin' my function when the nine-millimeter get to jumpin'
Dumpin' on **** who claimin' my muthafuckas ain't worthy nothin'
I'm bustin', howd game I peep when I was a shorty
Having big dreams of money, cars and bitches by the time I reach forty
Nation affiliation, got me paper-chasin' willingly
For pay probabilities only seen through mobstability, feelin' me
Written by: Liffy Stokes, Mayz, Twista

