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。
BPM139
積分
演出藝人
cupcakKe
聲樂
seemaple
編程
詞曲
Elizabeth Harris
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
seemaple
製作人
歌詞
(Molly on the beat)
Uh, It be those lonely nights when you dim the lights
And then maybe I could have made it right
If he just thought about me for once
Fuck "I" if he said "we" for once
If only he invite me over, lay me on the sofa
Hold me closer when I bleed this month
Make me feel warm inside in the backseat
Or the front seat in the car, bus, or a taxi
I don't give a fuck I ride for you, do what you tell me to
Don't trip at all, when another bitch call
Don't fix my tongue to ask who she is
Cause I know what we got and I know what the fuck we is
I can't flex, I was obsessed with the way we fucked
You cum then we rest, but now I think like, "why did we sink?"
It's up to me like a bodycon dress
I said ring my bell, don't give me hell
Bring me flowers, but you didn't come that hour
He said, "Baby, what the hell? My signal fell
I was just watching an episode of Power."
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more, no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more , no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
Now he wanna take the condom off
But not giving me love or nothing above
It's like giving me a dick that's soft, useless, feel foolish
He said long as the dick stay good, then he rule this
That's not true
I know the man that I met before him, a new man
That's a whore, it's not you
That ain't nothing but the devil
Knowing you young, looking for fun
And not quite ready to settle I spoke when I woke up
You ain't text back whats the hold up?
I'm just sitting here wishing fucking on a man with a mission
This a hard decision accepting a man with bitches
Knowing I'm listed how can I miss this
When **** don't listen? And something ain't right but pause
And every night he come home from not answering the phone
I'm so tempted to smell his drawers
But overall I love the way he grip me
I get a special feeling when he with me
That's what I breathe for I'm not knocking that ****
I'm just saying I need more niceness and effort
Cause I'm a good bitch
I can get a man that look like Tyson Beckford
But that's out of style you used to dry my tears
But now I use a towel you gotta step it up or come a extra mile
Before you ever get a chance to milk this cow again
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more, no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson
You hurt me more than a weapon
You got no more , no more exceptions
You got no more, no more exceptions
Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection
I'm a keep it stepping, fuck was he expecting?
Written by: Elizabeth Eden Harris

