Get Back 由 Hitmaker Music Group 于 2004年8月20日 发行,作为专辑“Gangsta Grillz 13 (Prelude To The DVD)”的一部分。
BPM86
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。
歌词
Heads up! (Woop, woop) Heads up! (Woop, woop)
Here's another one! (Another one)
And an-and another one
O-o-oh!
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Who-o-o!! S-s-so c'mon, c'mon!
Don't get swung on, swung on!
It's the knick knack paddywhack, still ride in Cadillacs
Family off the street made my homies put the baggies back
Still stacking plaques, (Yep!) still action packed! (Yep!)
And dough? I keep it flipping like acrobats!
That's why I pack a MAC that'll crack a back
'Cause on my waist, there's more Heat than the Shaq Attack
But I ain't speaking about ballin, ballin
Just thinking about brawlin' till y'all start bawlin'
We all in together now, birds of a feather now
Just bought a plane so we changing the weather now
So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on
Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown
'Cause I'll prove it! Scratch off the music!
Like hey, little stupid! Don't make me lose it!!
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
See, I caught 'em with a right hook, caught 'em with a jab
Caught 'em with an uppercut, kicked 'em in his ass
Sent him on his way 'cause I ain't for that talk!
No trips to the county, I ain't for that walk!
We split like two pins at the end of a lane
We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your vain
Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain
Then put the booty of a Swisha at the end of a flame
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Hey! You want what with me?!
I'mma tell you one time, don't fuck with me!
Get down! 'Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
You want what with me?!
I'mma tell you one time, don't fuck with me!
Get down! 'Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
Man! 'Cause I don't wanna do that
I want to have a good time and enjoy my Jack
Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell
So I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell
I know it's been a lil while since I been out the house!
But now I'm here, you wanna stand around running your mouth?!
I can't hear nothing you saying or spitting, so wassup!
Don't you see we in the club?! Man, shut the fuck up!!
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! We in the Red Light District!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! The Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! The Red Light District!
Ah, we in The Red Light District
Written by: C. Bazile, Craig B, D. Bazile, KLC, Ludacris, O’Dell, Tyree Simmons

