Make It Loud 由 World Wrestling Entertainment, Inc. 于 2005年5月1日 发行，作为专辑“You Can't See Me (WWE)”的一部分。
BPM97
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
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
So let me hear some noise from the crowd
That's noise
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd (yeah, yeah)
We came to kick the door down
It's time to hit the floor now, yo, we got some - in store now
So clap your hands while we let the sax blow
Not quite crispy green, but we came to stack dough
We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right
Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight
Never stoppin', all I see is the money like
The kid on the mic is too RAW for your Monday night
If you got in free or your - cover's paid
Bounce to this - like you was some rubber made
This ain't that Cristal sippin' type shit
It's that bottle breakin', startin' riot type shit
So jump up and down till ya break the floor
Yo, we keep it underground like a basement tour
East coast reppin', stretchin' out to L.A
Not 007 but we 'Die Another Day', what
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
I tear up any track, front to back
Like Roy Jones takin' on fifty-year-old cats
Makin' comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft -
Like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin' that
It's all love maybe if you wanna rub, baby
Anythin' but that, step back, lady
Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin' it up
We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters' games, don't mistake that
I still got love if you buyin' our -
If you claim you hatin' us but you ridin' our -
Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka
It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya
All y'all raise your glass to this -
'Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
We steal your top spot and you not gettin' your number back
Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack
Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin' back
Tough to bring down like an overweight runnin' back
Yeah, and we blaze 'em, baby
Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin', baby
Yo, we tear up any crew, leave a - worn
Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
I move a crowd like a bomb scare
Grab the mic when we hittin' it right, if you want fear
Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there
We old school like when Sonny was on Cher
Take it back like a Richard Pryor eight-track
And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax
Man, please, we want platinum plaques
I want cream, green, cheddar cheese to grab in stacks
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
That's that shit
That's that shit
Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena!
Written by: James A. Johnson, John Cena, M. Predka
