Cooler
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Cooler은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2014년 6월 24일일에 Jamla Records / GQ Music에서 발매되었습니다.Rated Oakland
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.
BPM92
크레딧
실연 아티스트
GQ
실연자
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
E. Jones
프로듀서
Kash
프로듀서
가사
Ride to the sunset, they ain’t beat me to the punch yet
I send new music like drunk texts, then forget I made ‘em like drunk bets
My momma friends be like “girl, your son blessed”
They like “’Q whatchu doin?” I’m having fun, yes
I slept less but them nights out was much needed
Ain’t it funny how you suck and I succeeded?
I left home like cut leases
Just to make a statement still writin’ a tough thesis
Young genius, down to Earth but what I’m swingin’ is striking Venus
I wanna touch a couple mil before I touch Jesus
And that’s real, tell me how I should feel
Cool chick, cool spot, where better for us to chill huh?
You still can’t believe it’s all real huh?
Have a drink, hope it don’t spill ma
Enjoy yourself
Seems like every place I been I done seen so many things
But nothin’ seems to be the same
I’m right where I wanna be
This is perfect for my day, to make me just feel this way
I’m prolly cooler than I need to be, I’m prolly cooler than I need to be
I’m prolly cooler than I need to be, I’m prolly cooler than I need to be
What kinda mood you in? Party to throw
A few gon’ slide that’s bringing molly to blow
I be gnarly fo sho, fly as Marty could go
They be all in attendance, never tardy before, oh
Fake folk tryna sneak by me
I’m backfloating no beach by me
Name come up, bout Quentin they speak highly
Woodstock can’t peace by me
Tire burn when the street open
Ask me how I got it I just tell ‘em it's East Oakland
Wanna catch up, boi? Keep hopin’
I run shit like my feet swollen
And that’s real, tell me how I should feel
Cool chick, cool spot, where better for us to chill huh?
You still can’t believe it’s all real huh?
Have a drink, hope it don’t spill ma
Enjoy yourself
It was all so simple then
Check it, beat blastin’, they like, “aww, he rappin’”
A minute later they like “aww, he snappin’”
Makin’ music they head lose it complete madness
Partners turn to pedestrians I just keep passin’
And I keep asking like kids in a toy store
Still waiting for my answer it’s probly behind this door that I been
Tryna open, I’m just hopin’ my key’ll work
My talent like a UFO, wonder who gon’ see it first
I’m on a bubble waiting for my dream to burst
Even though you didn’t I knew that this thing would work
Been bullshitting I need to check on my granny more
There for me no matter what, that’s what I got family for
Thinkin’ more than usual now, every day is crucial now
I’m just tryna fly my ****, why you tryna shoot me down?
Still fuckin with my ****, all the ones I grew up ‘round
You don’t like me I don’t like you, at least you know it’s mutual now
Sad to say, where I’m from, a human life ain’t shit to us
Fuck the legs you on my ****, every day’s a cliff to us
Hard for me to pick and trust, hoes be tryna get to us
If Rosa couldn’t fuck would make you think you get to sit with us?
Long day, hours slip away come take a trip with us
Hit the lights, press record another magic trick to us
Hate it when I start complain’ trippin bout the storm I’m in
Got a call lost for words, I guess I’m losin’ more than friends
Never did I know my way, I just had to trust the map
Now I can’t trust TV, reality, fuck is that?
Talkin to a friend still tryna cope with a brother’s death
Pretty smile, happy girl, because he gone and up and left
Nothin’ left, prayin’ that her pain’ll soon come to rest
My **** smoke a pound a month, he tired of this fuckin stress
Free my **** Rojo, he dealin’ with a buncha mess
Now I’m pickin’ up like wind, life is just a summer dress
Had to get this off my chest, talkin’ on some urgent shit
I ain’t actin’ funny baby, really I’m just swervin’ bitch
On 5-9 that’s word to Tick, back playin on Saturdays
Smooth off the endo, I’m Del Lindo as Satchel Paige
This little light of mine is glowin’ ain’t it?
All of the people talkin’ to me ain’t speakin my language
Bottoms up, hors d’oeuvre with a olive cup
305 me and four women havin’ a tropic brunch
Hittin’ ‘em like antlers, haters wanna stop and hunt
Winter time I’m flyin south, you out with a flock of ducks
My partna say he wanna move but he ain’t got nowhere to go
I told that ****, I ain’t got no job but I’m still chasin’ dough
I’m being honest, no comic but still flip made it
Everywhere I go I see temptation a bitch ain’t it?
Everywhere I go I see temptation a bitch ain’t it?
It was all so simple then
Let the record play, let the record play
Let the record play, let the record play
Just let the record play
It was all so simple then
Rated Oakland
