旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记,是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器(例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯)而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分,传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应,而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素,包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点,来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度,可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富,而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
BPM139
歌词
(Molly on the beat)
Uh, It be those lonely nights when you dim the lights
And then maybe I could have made it right
If he just thought about me for once
Fuck "I" if he said "we" for once
If only he invite me over, lay me on the sofa
Hold me closer when I bleed this month
Make me feel warm inside in the backseat
Or the front seat in the car, bus, or a taxi
I don't give a fuck I ride for you, do what you tell me to
Don't trip at all, when another bitch call
Don't fix my tongue to ask who she is
Cause I know what we got and I know what the fuck we is
I can't flex, I was obsessed with the way we fucked
You cum then we rest, but now I think like, "why did we sink?"
It's up to me like a bodycon dress
I said ring my bell, don't give me hell
Bring me flowers, but you didn't come that hour
He said, "Baby, what the hell? My signal fell
I was just watching an episode of Power."
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more, no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more , no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
Now he wanna take the condom off
But not giving me love or nothing above
It's like giving me a dick that's soft, useless, feel foolish
He said long as the dick stay good, then he rule this
That's not true
I know the man that I met before him, a new man
That's a whore, it's not you
That ain't nothing but the devil
Knowing you young, looking for fun
And not quite ready to settle I spoke when I woke up
You ain't text back whats the hold up?
I'm just sitting here wishing fucking on a man with a mission
This a hard decision accepting a man with bitches
Knowing I'm listed how can I miss this
When **** don't listen? And something ain't right but pause
And every night he come home from not answering the phone
I'm so tempted to smell his drawers
But overall I love the way he grip me
I get a special feeling when he with me
That's what I breathe for I'm not knocking that ****
I'm just saying I need more niceness and effort
Cause I'm a good bitch
I can get a man that look like Tyson Beckford
But that's out of style you used to dry my tears
But now I use a towel you gotta step it up or come a extra mile
Before you ever get a chance to milk this cow again
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more, no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more , no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
Written by: Elizabeth Eden Harris


