Allusions
16,193
Hip-Hop
Allusions 由 Seeker Music 於 2015年9月25日發行,收錄於專輯《 》中Evermore - The Art of Duality
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。
BPM120
積分
演出藝人
The Underachievers
演出者
詞曲
Akeem Joseph
作詞
Ashton Spencer
作曲家
Marlon Fung
作詞
製作與工程團隊
Ashton Benz
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Gee young **** but my heart is timeless
No price on my soul, shit filled up with gold
Motherfucker y'know that's priceless
Two grams ain't enough **** keep yo blunt
Won't smoke if the shit ain't the finest
**** talk about what they got
When you check on these ****, motherfuckers be lying
Bow down to the motherfuckin highness
Fire start Hibachi ****, OG like Heihachi, woah
Break up your whole posse, y'all **** moving like too sloppy, flow
Hitting like I'm Rocky, independent you can't drop me, no
Beast coast be my army, if I tell 'em shoot they got me, go
Raised in the belly of the beast
Born in a war but my heart wit the peace
Raising up gods every time that I speak
When we all get involved, ain't no starving to eat
Making sure all my **** gon' feast
Ya'll gonna see why we chasing the cream
Roll up the leaves, **** spark up the tree
You ain't got no weed?
**** fuck you mean, **** fuck you mean?
[Verse 2]
My aura gold, word to the oracle
I'm the illest motherfucker, incurable
I went through all the bull, about a toilet full
Then royal flesh, I want all the loot man
This sour be clutch like Kobe do
And I'm living in LA so that's only proof
Got a bitch in the Bay that love the shrooms
She be screaming AK when i shove the broom
It's a mismatch, can't hold us
Better get back you ain't no soldier
Fuck your sister guess what she told us
You a bitch ass **** since strollers, now hold up
Smoking good 'fronto wrapped around the OG in my hood
It's understood, if AK be winning then you know you could
Psych bitch can't kill my vibe, I'm on a everlasting high
Want peace of mind and piece of pie
If it's not both then take my life
I'm blowing smoke until I die, high as Heaven, watch me fly
Look within you'll probably find a place
Go home boy, live yo life
[Verse 3]
I'm blowing gas smoke, fuck up my cash flow
Fuck it, let's waste it
We advance though, even your fans know
Ya'll **** basic
Smoking hash bowls, we lit like candles
**** stay faded
You and yo man jokes, we with yo damn hos
Them bitches wasted
[Verse 4]
I'm blowing gas smoke, fuck up my cash flow
Fuck it, let's waste it
We advance though ,even your fans know
Ya'll **** basic
Smoking hash bowls, we lit like candles
**** stay faded
You and yo man joke, we with yo damn hos
Them bitches wasted
[Verse 5]
(One thing is sure)
[Verse 6]
Pesos, I'm counting peso's and smoking fuego
Save hos, you **** save hos, naw that's a no go
Photos, she sneaking photos, she think she low tho
Soul gold, she think my soul gold, think we should hang tho
[Verse 7]
I'm smoking mad dope, she sniffing mad blow
I'm like, you bad ho, fast forward
She took her pants off, guess she like assholes
Gang coast, be counting mad dough with no advance though
My cash flow fuck up a damn show then take a fan home
Fuego, fuego, fuego, smoking fuego with yo dame
Been like a whole twenty minutes, can't front
**** still don't know her name
Thirty minutes later, have my pinky in her brain
She like, I thought you was different
All of you rappers just the same
She ain't complain
[Verse 8]
AK inside of your bitch, right in the bunk ain't no need for no crib
Light up the skunk and then proceed to go in
Like a nitrogen pump top the speed off like damn
Pray this new shit make your speaker blow
Puffing Khalifa dro', make your girl tippy toe in
She in love then she go telling her friends
Now she hitting my line 'cause the lord is on tour yet again
Wait for a **** to start winning
First they love you then they hate and they tasting the salt
Face it you **** is soft, Krillin
Know the knowledge ain't hidden, just open the vault
No debating, stay dope inhaling
Clear the road, no trailing
Never sober steering
Get run over near me
Dropping cold shit yearly
I flow severely, I know you feel me
Written by: Akeem Joseph, Ashton Spencer, Marlon Fung

