Hyperdermix
1,089
Pop
Hyperdermix 由 Urban Icon Records 于 1999年10月5日 发行,作为专辑“Uncontrolled Substance”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。
BPM87
歌词
Yo, the bare facts make 'em take flight like Air Max
Hyperdermix raps, share it and you'll both have tracks
Dope man supply fire to wax, push your wigs back
Hit ya like a tall cat, make you relapse
Never before have you ever heard this level of raw
My metaphors touch down like the hammer of Thor
Knee deep into the war, sirens and gats roar
Livin' life, Raging Bull, life's the matador
I soar Above the Law, branded illegal
They still rush my door 'cause I'm power to the people
Sharp as a eagle's claw, certified lethal
Keanu Reaves can't match the Speed I exceed to
Crash the party, make 'em jump like Knievel
I take cash in advance and blast off on retrieval
"Check the bangin' sounds that I invent, marvelous...
Check—check, marvelous...
Check the bangin'—the bangin'—the bangin'—the bangin' sounds that I invent"
Yo, yo, I can't, won't, don't stop rockin' to the rhythm
Droppin' wisdom for my **** locked in prison
For those on the streets, rock it in your system
One's restin' in piece, in my heart you're livin'
Representin' all those who ain't got a pot to piss in
Went from small timer to a top position
I'm not kiddin', so what? Radio's not mixin'
While shots lickin', **** on my block listen
To the Uncontrolled, mentally hold you P.O.W
Comin' through, up to no good, ain't no love for you
Chameleons play the wrong side of the fence
Switchin' like Clark Kent when the drama commence
Ladies and gents, my poetry's beyond intense
Find me in the trench while you hold your spot on the bench
Best invest in me, favored heavenly
INS — address me as Your Excellency
Successfully defendin' my belt with first rounders
Where close friends get treated the same as outta-towners
"Check—check—check—check the bangin' sounds that I invent
Check—check—check—check—check—check
Check the bangin'—the bangin'—the bangin'
The bangin' sounds—sounds that I invent"
Yo, Jurassic insides, I rise above the norm
Urban icon, ridin' on the eye of the storm
Veteran form, spaz like memories of 'Nam
Duckin' bombs on the rendezvous with Miss Saigon
Calm assassin, showin' my face so they can know
When on Beatstreet, I paint a picture like Raymo
On the lay-low, makin' dough, aimin' to blow
Got a way to go, so I'm just takin' it slow
From the Shao' borough, throwin' the thoroughbred flow
Echoin' from the ghetto, throughout the metro
'Bout to let it go, give me some room to elbow
Watch bitches stick to a **** like VELCRO
Yo, the plan is to grab what I can within my reach
Expand like the crystal white sands that fill a beach
With my hand on the piece, one eye is on the Beast
Through the rhyme I teach history class and move the mass
I can't, won't, don't stop rockin' to the rhythm
Droppin' wisdom for my **** locked in prison
For those on the streets, rock it in your system
Once restin' in piece, in my heart ya livin', livin'
I can't, won't, don't stop rockin' to the rhythm
Droppin' wisdom for my **** locked in prison
For those on the streets, rock it in your system
Once restin' in piece, in my heart ya livin', livin'
"The names and the faces have changed, but the game is still the same
Understand it, brothers and sisters
We need a man to open our eyes
We need a man to make us hear again
We need a man to make us live again
And I'm telling you that black men is in America today
Look at us, dunn
We are made a victim of cruelty
And he is destroyed us!
So forgive us for our ignorance
Forgive us for our shortcomings
But reach your hand out to us as a brother
As we reach our hands up to you as a brother
And let's unite the black man"
Written by: J. Hunter, W.P. Mitchell


