Killin It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Killin It은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2008년 8월 5일일에 Likwit Records에서 발매되었습니다.Bar Tab
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
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Tha Alkaholiks
실연자
Xzibit
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Eric Brooks
작사가 겸 작곡가
Rico Smith
작사가 겸 작곡가
James Anthony Robinson
작사가 겸 작곡가
가사
[Verse 1]
I be killin' it 'cause I be feelin' it
I get money so no need for stealin' it
I work diligent beneath the Earth's soil
Where I write my rhymes so fresh it's like I wrapped my styles in foil
But I sit at home and boil spicy rum when it's freezing
'Cause I from the liquid crew where we got drinks for every season
Maybe that's the reason why I look high all July
And the place I buy my beer is callin in for more supply
Maybe not, maybe so, maybe yes, maybe no
Maybe **** got some friends that wanna battle for some dough
If you know somebody holla 'cause I'll take those extra dollars
Split that shit with J and Swift, buy a '96 Impala
And lace it with D's out my own stack of cheese
Get it extra flossy-floss and toss King Tee the keys
And say, **** that's yours 'cause you opened up doors
Before that 'Liks had a deal you had a **** on tour
So God bless you, never let this rap pressure test you
You know who got your back when them other **** sweat you
So check uno, dos while I roast this coast a toast
[Verse 2]
When it comes to beats and rhymes
You know who got the most
I be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
The 'Liks rock that shit that have all y'all **** feelin' it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
[Verse 3]
J-Ro is up next to flow
[Verse 4]
Dat's me, I be killin' it when I be feelin' it
Got rum in my cup best believe I won't be spillin' it
Yo Xzibit, I got to know
Do I got that Liquid flow, well here I go
Mida, mida, down the barrel of my heater
I torch you then skeet out in my Porsche two seater
I'm from the home of rattlesnakes and golden bears
Them Astro vans with swivel chairs, hoes come in pairs
Plus, makin money's in my genes
That's why I got money in my jeans
I got a cravin
My mind craves the knowledge
My pockets crave the cash
My mouth craves the brew
And my Johnson craves the ass
Who's on blast, the 'Liks, baby, don't twist it, just rock it
Got your girls number in my change pocket
What's her name Stella, if she's on my kinda hella
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, is what I tell her
I get freaky like Friday while they try to get loose
Whack MC's are blunt guts, they have no use
I just got off the court where I was whooping some cats in basketball
Here's a question that I have to ask y'all
[Verse 5]
Who be killin' it
Is it the ladies
Who be killin' it
Is it the fellas
Who be killin' it
Is it the B-boys
Who be killin' it
Is it the gangsters
Who be killin' it
Is it the Rastas
Who be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
[Verse 6]
See I be killin' it, yeah, when I be feelin' it
This is dedicated to the **** that be stealin' shit
Straight from the bottom of my black ass heart
The untamed feel no shame on top of the game
Mr. Big Bad Insane, Black John McClane
Look, listen and learn, you only get what you earn
So I'ma hustle like fuck regardless, watch my smoke
Go straight for the throat, we known for rocking the boat
It's hard to find like the grade A shit with no cuts
Tryna stack like King Tut and still bang the microphone up
Demanding, clear lane for crash landin'
If anything I'm guaranteed to be the Last Man Standing
Pick a number motherfucker, what's up
The circumstance make you shit in your pants and we advance
As an avalanche of soul and everything that shine ain't gold
Just cause **** got brew don't make 'em Likwit Crew
My record contract reads hit man for hire
Xzibit showin' grace under fire
The Alkaholiks killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
The 'Liks rock that shit that have all y'all **** feelin' it
[Verse 7]
Killin' it, killin' it
Drillin' it, drillin' it
What, yeah
Bring it live with it, yeah
Feelin' it, feelin' it, killin' it, killin' it
It's like this, what
Party down, party down, party down
We are live once again
Yeah, 'cause I be killin' it
What, stabbin' it, beatin' it, yeah
Y'all **** ain't heard no shit like this out the West Coast
Say what, what, what, what, what, what
Say what, what, what, what, what, what
It's the Likwit Crew
We be killin' it, uh, 'cause we be feelin' it
Say what, say what
Say what, what, what, what, what, what
Written by: Eric Brooks, James Anthony Robinson, Rico Smith

