We Dat Nice 由 RCA/Legacy 於 1996年10月1日發行,收錄於專輯《The New World Order》中
BPM89
旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
歌詞
Something for cave dwellers
Bomb mailers and gun sellers
The lie tellers, Cinderellas, and Goodfellas
The gun packers, crack backers, and loot stackers
Sam's crackers, New World Order is here actors
The globe holders, the population controllers
Disease makers a.k.a. AIDS creators
The cremators, doctors, nurses and **** haters
That's out to get us, after making us bullshitters
The sister hitters who knock 'em and don't stay with 'em
The human litter that whitey's about to get rid of
The same **** supplanted the very planet
With mathematics, pure knowledge and understanding
Global famine, pursuit of the hidden manna
Star-Spangled Banner, slave traders and kidnappers
We ain't just rappers, we changing some black situation
Teaching this nation the way to conquer stagnation
My occupation's to stimulate your elevation
To motivate and navigate through revelation
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
Excite blacks and whites through the things that I write
See, I could extend your days, send a spectrum of rays
In a westerly direction God is worthy of praise
Or I could capsize the planet, deprive you of life
Take flight, make ice of any emcees you like, I'm that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life I elevate to great heights, we that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life we elevate to great heights
N.I.C.E
Take these words home and think it through
Yo, yo I hate to brag but damn I'm good!
Word, life is what you make it holler to the almighty
Frighty Whitey never will learn to like me
My state of being as the all eye seeing
Seeing human beings on the brink of extinct
Mind vocalize only prove to incline
One time in time I turn the water to wine
Combine X and Y, created physical Gods
No lie because I heard that if I did I would die
This vi-olent envi-ronment
Full of crackatalism, politricks and Ten Percenters
Who know the truth but hold it back from the youth
There's proof that Jesus Christ was a so called spook
Revelations Chapter One 13 and 16:
"Wool hair", "bronze skin", Jesus was blacker than me
I'll prove and I claim that the truth has been changed
For the lies and the white supremacy to remain
That chain on your brain makes it hard to maintain
Colin Ferguson burst on them, hollow points spurting 'em
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
Excite blacks and whites through the things that I write
See, I could extend your days, send a spectrum of rays
In a westerly direction God is worthy of praise
Or I could capsize the planet, deprive you of life
Take flight, make ice of any emcees you like, I'm that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life I elevate to great heights, we that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life we elevate to great heights
N.I.C.E
Take these words home and think it through
Yo, yo I hate to brag but damn I'm good!
Perfection, forever living, giving tongues to the dumb
G is for God, where did "gangsta" come from?
Wisdom, words and actions making knowledge for real
Witness the days when brothers have to kill or be killed
God's will will be done, the kingdom will come
Ra East the God seed, keep perfecting it, son
The Wise one ain't done, six sextillion tons Earth
I levitate, hold the universe in place, wait
I hear debate, come look God in the face
Place your empty thoughts with the limited ways
Erase your earthly ass at the speed of 1-1-2-0
Feet per second but still you act slow
There go some Negro, confiscating my flow, ditto
This information take it home and make a plus lesson
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
Excite blacks and whites through the things that I write
See, I could extend your days, send a spectrum of rays
In a westerly direction God is worthy of praise
Or I could capsize the planet, deprive you of life
Take flight, make ice of any emcees you like, I'm that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life I elevate to great heights, we that nice
Precise, could turn the days into nights
This mic like my life we elevate to great heights
N.I.C.E
Take these words home and think it through
Yo, yo I hate to brag but damn I'm good!
Written by: A. Johnson, Kejuan Muchita, Scott Phillips, Timothy Grimes

