Drugged
837
Hip-Hop/Rap
Drugged은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2012년 1월 31일일에 StereoFame Records에서 발매되었습니다.Tabloid Truth
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.
BPM120
크레딧
실연 아티스트
J. Dash
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Jameyel Johnson
작가
가사
Hah, okay so
A lotta people ask me why
Why don't I drink?
And a lotta people guess it might be for religious reasons
And that's not the case
I just had a bad experience
You really wanna know?
Alright, so this how the story go, look
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remember no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Drugged) Woke up, called Kenny on the cell
Told him come and get me I'm in ATL
(So where are you exactly?) Dog, I can't tell
My head's still spinnin', can't think too well
I'm (Drugged), I think I woke up on a bench
I got a couple dollars and a wrench
A paper clip and a lil' lint
And 'bout half of a Mento mint
I'm (Drugged), look, I just want to get home
Hop on the MARTA and get, get gone
Reached in my pocket to pull out my wallet and
Shoot, my wallet gone
(Drugged) A'ight, Dash, take a breath
Get it together and retrace yo' steps
This is not what I had on when I left
And why am I wet? Look, all I know is that I—
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remember no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Flashback) Here's the nitty-gritty of the nitty-gritty
Me and Kitty took the sev'-fifty to another city
Pretty as a Playboy bunny (Church)
Backside feelin' all gummy (Church)
Ridin' down the road feelin' better than ever
She say she never had a brother that had treated her better
And whether the weather was better or not
Until death do us part, we would always be together (Wait, what?)
(Blackout) Then I woke up in the same car
(Blackout) Then I woke up in the gay bar
(Blackout) Now I'm tweaked out, gettin' freaked out
Tryna figure out how I'm geeked off of Spreete
Sprite, whatever I know that I'm never
Drinkin' after no heffer wearin' leather ever, again
Lord, Jesus, if you let me get through this, I promise
I'll be at church every Sunday (Amen)
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remember no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Nah, bro, I'm tellin' you she was fine
Like Halle Berry fine, y'knahmean?
And like, you would've never guessed she would've slipped somethin' in a dude drink, y'know I'm sayin'?
Like one second in the club chillin' with her
Next thing I know I'm wakin' up on a park bench with a tattoo of a chicken wang on my shoulder blade
And oh, my wallet gone
Y'know I'm sayin' like, how the hell I'm a get home now?
Luckily I still have some battery on my phone so I can call y'all up
But look, call Beeze up, tell 'em to have my car ready when I get to the Haliford, y'know I'm sayin'?
I'm 'bout to be out
Written by: Jameyel Johnson

