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。
BPM93
制作
出演艺人
THe LYONZ
表演者
作曲和作词
Anthony Salvo
作曲家
Terrell McLeod Richardson
词曲作者
制作和工程
Anthony Salvo
制作人
Terrell McLeod Richardson
制作人
歌词
Let us leave, utilize more time to achieve,
don’t deceive the clusters that will halt us when we breathe,
from the facts, we tell ourselves it’s gonna be okay
flipped across the green line just to stumble like the pray,
when I don’t know what to say, seeing rubies textures touching on me layered down to lace, all the skin is on me.
Sex.
Footprints carry on from the ultra sound,
high voltage on these lights shadow what’s around,
stomach’s sinking to the ground underneath my toes,
flashes on the beach under fast Willow’s crows, Mother Nature still blows.
Navi cruising through the city life, SLV arriving home it’s safe to put away the knife, and the back burn from motions I brought upon my self,
yeah the target still locked even when I was in stealth.
Black drip, tar felt, sprained wrist, wish less, **** got plenty dirty dishes, clean up, revive, eat good, drink wine.
Then the cycle spin like the shape of this 1992 dime,
is it crime that listening to mine may destroy your mind
in the span of no time?
Caused too many, dropped too many, killed too many, built room plenty. Heart’s boom heavy, that groom Kenny, no you don’t let me, but I will soon belly. Caused too many, dropped too many, killed too many, built room plenty. Heart’s boom heavy, that room Kenny, no you don’t let me but I gotta let it go.
Joliette, one of the finest yet,
every second, every breath got you checking for the jet. A new chapter, after hours in Kyoto,
some shit you never know though,
the calming of this wind blow.
The paper backs, escaping the marks we been at, drawing lines on big maps, they still just eating big macs. It ain’t about the style, I tell em’ it’s about the mind.
They say I look like... I said nah I’m doing mine.
And plus I’m doing fine, shadow growing in the sunrise, the paradox of spots in my eyes has made the sun cry.
For the young kid who still gets stuck within the dirt, with dry blood stains that just be aging on his shirt. She grabs my hands, we drift into another realm,
a fine rose colour got my mind about to melt.
I’m gazing deep, the melody has hit the peek,
the wings on her back are made to purify me but I...
Caused too many, dropped too many, killed too many, built room plenty. Heart’s boom heavy, that room Kenny, no you don’t let me, but I will soon belly. Caused too many, dropped too many, killed too many, built room plenty. Heart’s boom heavy, that groom Kenny, no you don’t let me but I gotta let it go.
Written by: Anthony Salvo, Terrell McLeod Richardson

