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。
BPM132
制作
出演艺人
Twisted Insane
表演者
作曲和作词
Michael Johnson
词曲作者
歌词
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
One for the Brainsick people
Never made it equal
Two's for the sicko sequel
I been known to get in your cerebral
Some say I'm evil
And I be like motherfucker, **** blocka, blocka with the Eagle
I will just pop and drop it so up evil
Hit you with choppa, choppa 'til you see through
I'm chained up like a pitbull
You got a rude awakening, **** Rick Ru'
You talkin' shit, I'll leave you froze up like an igloo
The megalodon and you're lookin' like you're fish food
The Megatron and I'm finna shoot a missile
I drop the bomb, homie shoot up your tissue
You hit my phone if you do got an issue
Then they gon' fuck with me, shoot through your tissue
Now I got your base too shook
Throw your meat up in a pot and maybe they will cook
They be talkin' 'bout the Brain like maybe they is crooks
Your body bloody in a coffin, **** they will put
The heat up in the kitchen **** like a label should
You want a whoopin', come to missou, ride around this neighborhood
I took 'em all to wocka blocka, **** they was good
I beat you all into submission, blood a baby could
Shit, I'm off of the long kong and I'm all hit up
Raw with the chainsaw 'til they all give up
They don't want me on the corner, blood I leave 'em all hit up
But I wanna hold my breath like you bitches all hiccups
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch a tiger by his toe
I'm low and then they go in, no shit
Murder, death, kill, anybody want it, won't you come and get it
I be posted with the homies, Brainsick, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
And they don't want that Wu-Tang flow
Big Daddy Kane and when I came in with the new Kangol
You brought no pistol, **** tell me, what do you bang fo'?
I'm runnin' past you motherfuckers like I'm Usain Bolt
I'm runnin' races, goin' places, ****, you can't go
It's Mortal Kombat and you people with the Liu Kang flow
When chewin' on your face, it tasted like a new mango
And pull up on you, pistol hangin' out the Durango, ****
I go with the flow, told you, I'm fo' reala
Pot, bodies get dropped on the fo' wheeler
Brain full of insane like I'm known ****
Told you **** from the get go I'm a gorilla
Bullets rip up your tissue
I've been this sick, if you got an issue
Chop off ya head, then I kill ya bitch too
I bring a blade that cut like gut in two
You did it, but we're underneath
You played it cool because you knew that I would bust the heat
You're lookin' for the way to get out but you're stuck with me
The bodies pile up, bite 'em all up, **** trust the leap
I wish you would 'cause I'ma put a foot way up beneath
Fuck it, yes, I'll bust a cap, a ****'s butt will leak
And that's a fact I double back to where your brostas be
You shoulda thought about that shit before you fuck with me ****
They wolfin' on the phone, when I show up, they all hit up
They stick around so I could be there and they all get up
If anybody speak about the Brain, they all lit up
Take a trip into my mind, I give you all venom
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch a tiger by his toe
I'm low and then they go in, no shit
Murder, death, kill, anybody want it, won't you come and get it
I be posted with the homies, Brainsick ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Murder, death, kill, ****
Written by: Michael Johnson

