Next Chapter
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Next Chapter 由 Household Records 于 2025年11月11日 发行,作为专辑“ ”的一部分。11ELEVENTHHOUR
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。
BPM70
制作
出演艺人
Junk
声乐
Hungry
声乐
Eng
表演者
作曲和作词
Ian Tonino
作曲家
Sean Norgan
作曲家
制作和工程
Eng
制作人
歌词
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have your friend turn to your enemy
And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories
We them bricks that go for 40 and no ten a key
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have your friend turn to your enemy
And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories
We them bricks that go for 40 and no ten a key
Hold up
Household wreckers making moves like a chess master (check)
Y'all deserve to win the Oscar, you the best actors
Something smell fishy, it did ain't red snapper
My closet filled with skeletons and all of 'em are dead rappers
I'm the X-factor, need to vent anger
Off the wall like some dried up cement plaster
I got screws loose, need a lead anchor
I'm sick of these lies like Penn Tapper (sick)
Bread stacker, check casher
Stay flyer than a plane out a jet hanger
With a brand new suit I'ma get tailored
Cause you know that I always gotta dress dapper
My words carry weight like a sledgehammer
Need to get it off my chest like breast cancer
Leave it all on the stage like burlesque dancers
I'm focused on the vision like Lenscrafters
Twice as sharp as double edged daggers
I'm a fresh blade from a Gillette razor
Not here to play games like a spectator
We shutting it down like internet hackers
Heating up, go and get the infrared scanner
Score one zero like it's ten after
Dropping more jewels than a gem snatcher
So fall back like a GPS tracker
If your mind right like left handers
I'ma be a nice guy like Ned Flanders
And smooth things out like a belt sander
But if you cross the line like a trespasser
I'ma (what?)
Kick you in the head faster than Ken Masters (along, yeah)
So hard it will probably leave my leg fractured (facts)
We stay recording every night
This the story of my life and I'm ready for the next chapter
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have your friend turn to your enemy
And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories
We them bricks that go for forty and no ten a key (yeah, what fuck, ho)
Never left, man, I've been here
Little kids wanna talk, it's to bring fear
Little pints of the salt, yeah, it's clear
Yeah, I heard about it, bro, I got big ears
Keep my name, what's your mouth?
Eat side van with a mouth
I knew you'd get mad when you see my plane in the crowd
Please fam, come and tell me what that is about
I'm the freestyle champ for the town
And in the meanwhile, you seem mad that I'm out
I'm a G-R-I-N-D with a thing that I feel
No diss movie editor tip, I'm keepin' it real (real, real)
I speak with a feel (feel), I reach for the peak on the hill (hill)
When you reach it, it takes some seem to be ill (ill)
And they hate that you're free when they need you in jail
Oh, daggers they beep when they see you on bills
That they wish to be sold
Guess they wanna turn every bridge that they cross
I just focus on the work that I grant
And I'm off to the next plane that I gotta catch
I don't really wanna explain to them all the rest of the shit
On my mind, never left, but I'm destined to find success from a crime
No question, relying on the best of the time
I just focus on the things that gon' matter to me
All this money gonna grow from the family tree
If you hustle with the bros and your plan is to see
You gon' double up your growth and your bank receipt
I've been watching people, yeah
I am on the peak, it's facts
This is my true, peachy rap
Y'all are bottom-feeding rats
Y'all just wanna eat the scraps, I don't fuck with 'em (fuck with 'em)
This longevity manifested, yeah, I done did it (I done did it)
Why y'all question what I done? I sell out club tickets (I sell)
Hush and calm witness fuck with this dumb idiot (yeah)
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have your friend turn to your enemy
And when there's beef I turn my enemies to memories
We them bricks that go for 40 and no ten a key
Hold up
Written by: Ian Tonino, Sean Norgan

