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。
BPM94
積分
演出藝人
Ghetts
演出者
Fix Dot'm
演出者
Wallace
演出者
詞曲
RR
詞曲創作
歌詞
Tell his mum I'm sorry, but when it rains
It's nothing but upper body shots to his frame
I'm bait, sonny done it for me and got away
No chase for the belly, now I've got a bigger stomach on me
No shame, I don't wanna lose pounds
No way, I don't wanna lose out
No pain, no gain
It's like being a black belt
Obama being president don't mean it's a black world
There ain't no brotherly love
We ain't brothers, we're just the same colour, you cunt
Speak my name and I'll dead that, lead at your head back
You met your match, you can bet that
It's a wrap
I'm done summing you up
I'm the reason your boy's baby mother threw up
Bally on my face, shally on the waist
She was like "you best go, my baby daddy's on the way"
And I was like "so? I was hoping he was home"
What the fuck's your baby daddy gonna say? (nothing)
Dirty Harry, .45 Cali is a bitch
I'm gonna leave his fanny on display
I give it to him like charity's the case
Tryna embarrass me's a mistake
I'll put him in the air and let gravity invade
Fix it in more, when he hit the floor, how can he escape?
My enemies talk behind my back
But they don't say nothing when they see me
I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy
I'm loopy like that
Some say I'm extremely
Dangerous, don't be courageous
You may just end up brainless
I'm in a black hoodie with black bottoms and black gloves
With some black creps, clutching a black snub
And you can catch slugs in your chest or your face
It all depends on the time and the place
And I'ma keep getting money 'til I reside in the grave
I'm the truth, I only lied in a case
But the judge still sent me inside of the cage
Where I stabbed some hench **** in the side of their face
It's '09, I ain't fighting with fists
See, my goons ain't shy with a knife or a stick
On bikes or in whips, I ain't trying to slip
I'm just tryna get rich by supplying the bricks
But I still kick off doors and fly in a crib
And I don't give a shit if I frighten your kids
9 To your wig, knife to your chick
I'm a gangster forever, pussy, know it's the life that I live
And the life that I'm living is hard
But I can't be broke, that's why I spent a couple years behind bars
But when I get out, this 6:45 I will step out
Gucci jumpsuit, Franck Muller on my left hand
And you can try and eat me, but let me warn you
There's one in the head that I'm ready to just let out
I don't mind bodying **** but I just want the cake
I can shot you a Q or a box for like 28
My enemies talk behind my back
But they don't say nothing when they see me
I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy
I'm loopy like that
Some say I'm extremely
Dangerous, don't be courageous
You may just end up brainless
Give me an O like I'm leading a cheer
I'll break it down, send it to the trap
Put some me in the air
I'm hard, I'm crap, tryna be a billionaire
Come on, the fact is Dot 'Em just raps it
Got a spiderweb trap, come on, get wrapped quick
I ain't violent, so I ain't wanted by Trident
But if you try it, I'll pull something and sky it
That's it, turn your head back like a lightie with a swag stick
Burn your head black when I light it, matchstick
Come on
I roll with the four plus I stretch, I'm Mr Fantastic
I'll move food out the scene on a mad tip
Round to the green to the east, I'm an aspirin
And I get the Ps out my cab did
My food probably moving round your team like tactics
It's just me being me, don't chat shit
War time, homie, more crime from me
How you real if you rolling with four or five phonies?
.45 Chromey, beam on the rooftop
Shoot, you'll be looking like a Beamer with its roof dropped
**** dreaming while they're walking on the road
Bro, you could be decent if you sorted out your flow
Now me? I mastered it
I'm due to be blowing up like I was suiciding in Gaza Strip
My enemies talk behind my back
But they don't say nothing when they see me
I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy
I'm loopy like that
Some say I'm extremely
Dangerous, don't be courageous
You may just end up brainless
Written by: RR

