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.
BPM82
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Shyne
보컬
작곡 및 작사
J. Barrow
작사가 겸 작곡가
J. Garfield
작사가 겸 작곡가
Nashiem Myrick
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Lynn Montrose
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
협력 프로듀서
Nashiem Myrick
프로듀서
Sean "Puffy" Combs
책임 프로듀서
Rob Paustain
믹싱 엔지니어
Jay Waxx
프로듀서
Rasheed Goodlowe
녹음 엔지니어
Roger Che
녹음 엔지니어, 편집 엔지니어
J. Garfield
프로듀서
Marc Pfafflin
편집 엔지니어
가사
(We'll have our quarrels), uh
(We'll have our quarrels), yeah, uh
(We'll have our quarrels), yeah
(And you will upset me)
From cuttin' solid Purico to stack Fritos, went from grams to kilos
Mac in one hand, in the other hand, grands and C-notes
Game got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy
No tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this money
Stay posted up close with killers and cutthroats
The thoroughest bitches who in they pussy stuff coke
As I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer, palmin' hammers
Think you crazy? ****, my clique's bananas
Takin' over with the Mafia, hittin' **** for they bricks like "Gracias"
The cockiest, it's obvious, it's me, he, who?
Confront frontin' **** like "You want it? Well, ****, me too"
What the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff
**** act like they stopped makin' guns after they made yours
I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules
Grin and stand over your coffin' like, "Hey, you!"
Tell the Devil I'm comin', keep it hot
For now I got my eyes on a Billboard spot, don't stop, uh
Die for it, take the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
Die for it, get on the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
Mi sey me buy and sell bricks with my **** P.D
Down with the team called B-B-E
Now if you want to join' the team, you know you must see me
But ya cyan't talk to Feds or dick R-I-D-E
It's a cold world, baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder
Animals on my back keep my warm, my armor
Frank Lucas persona, warmin' coke up in the sauna
Let me warn ya, trip against my team you's a goner
In fact, it's drastic, a couple million in the mattress
With a sick dick, I say, "Fuck taxes"
Rather endulge in duct tape pig-tie tactics
Crime pays, ****, nine-hundred and ninty-nine ways
My destiny's vague, will I survive or blow trial?
Lay shot up, Puff cryin' in denial
While my enemies smile, buried in style
Gucci suits and cufflinks, sneakin' drugs through Heavens customs
Die for it, take the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
Die for it, get on the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
Pop, pop, pop, warning shot, who's to blame?
Shyne, motherfucker, don't forget the name
Stretch the Caine, to cop the house and the plane 'til my Massacre slain
Brains hang from the window of my Range
Fuck the feds, two green and one red, firm tight
Hold the dice in this game of life, aces suffice
Payback's a must, Fallen Angels and Angel dust
My team do dirt to avoid layin' in the dust, uh
Bumpy Johnson portraits in my fortress, of course it's Po
Bloodstainin', aeroplanin', four hundred horses slow
Platinum cable, round table, so all the bosses know
I'm takin' over 'cause they coke got too much bakin' soda
They say money ain't everything, you fuckin' right, ****
It's the only thing, in God we trust, the Holy thing
I look into my enemy's eye, let 'em know
"You play fly, you go out Kennedy-style," bitch, uh
Die for it, take the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
Die for it, get on the stand, lie for it
Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it
Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n
Motherfucker respect it, the commission, uh
We'll have our quarrels
We'll have our quarrels
We'll have our quarrels
And you will upset me
We'll have our quarrels
We'll have our quarrels
We'll have our quarrels
And you will upset me
Written by: J. Barrow, J. Garfield, Nashiem Myrick

