Post Mortem
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Post Mortem 由 Lyrikal Snuff Productionz 于 2023年9月13日 发行,作为专辑“Post Mortem”的一部分。
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。
BPM80
歌词
Ahh! Let me check this shit out real quick. Let's see what this new fuckin' Hex Rated tape is about. Snuff shit over here. Alright. What the fuck?
Nosirp ym ot-ot democlew teg uoy sa wols eid
Mitciv eht yalp-yalp uoy sa smaerd nekorb dna smaerd derettahs
Stneve eseht etarapes won ylwols eid
Nerdlihc ym tnaw t'now uoy wonk no m'I taht gnir yreve
I've been left rotten, rigor mortis decomposing (Help me!)
Ten years of death that's distorted over bloody tears
Now I'm post mortem, go ahead and cut me open
Find nothing but some old acid tabs and Robitussin (Haha)
I'm unstoppable even if the opps got me
Drop my body in a casket at the next show I'm rockin'
Triple six get fucked by a crucifix
Snuff gang shit, give a fuck what you claimin' bitch
I'm not an atheist, I rock with the devil
Hell is a place and my rhymes are the shovel
Dig deeper, motherfucker, it's level after level
'Til I'm burning in the flames, sway hypnotic with the metal
I'm a rebel left with no cause, I'm my own god
When I die I'ma haunt the studio walls
Left-handed path, navigation broken, mind gone
So far lost in my head with a chainsaw
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
I've been in the mix, killing with an emphasis
Focus on death, no telling where the bodies is
It's not a hobby, bitch, the god of the oddly spit
Bars, this is art for psych wards and gothic chicks
Take my body, cut it apart into even sixths
Bury each part in the yard where my victims live
On the third day I'll resurrect into a Nephilim
Kill the whole scene, take the rappers, then I mangle them
Been in the mix, post mortem in the crypt
Spitting verses backwards from an unknown and ancient script
Been takin' limbs to the crypt, stockpile them
Sitting on a throne 'til I'm gone, then they idol him
Build a megalith and burn at the altar bitch
Sacrifice life for my might, you will suffer it
I black out the sun with the blood of the innocent
Then feast on your lungs, empty spots where your organs sit
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Written by: Brad Dean


