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。
BPM110
音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Black Thought
聲樂
Jef Lee Johnson
吉他
Kamal Gray
電子琴
Leonard Hubbard
男低音
艾米爾卡利比「奎斯特拉夫」·湯普森
鼓
詞曲
James Gray
詞曲創作
Leonard Hubbard
詞曲創作
Benjamin Kenney
詞曲創作
Ahmir Thompson
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
艾米爾卡利比「奎斯特拉夫」·湯普森
製作人
Ahmir Thompson
混音師
Gordon Gass
錄音師
Vince Dilorenzo
助理錄音師
Ray Wilson
助理錄音師
Russell "The Dragon" Elevado
混音師
Steef Van De Gevel
助理錄音師
Jon Adler
助理混音師
Chris Gehringer
母帶工程師
Tom Coyne
母帶工程師
Jon Smeltz
錄音師
Steve Mandell
助理錄音師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And roll out with a **** slumped on it
You see Black fall back, son
Me and Shock up in a black Regal, no insurance
[Verse 2]
We like DEA servin' warrants
So tell the freaks you know to stop whorin'
We gon' grab the mics and get 'em off the wall
So everybody in here can stop snorin'
Yo, where the safe, Money, unlock it, pull it out your pocket
Ben Banneker Bay with the Al Moroccan
Black Thought in all capitals like the sovereign
Girls, get your eyes back up out the sockets
[Verse 3]
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet
We're the movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard, we got 'em worldwide usin' 'em
Tracks from Black for satisfaction
The role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo, ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit, your soul absorb it
[Verse 4]
A real raw **** won't fold or forfeit
A thoroughbred gon' enforce it
Tariq, where the beats at?
And where the people out their seats at?
For what? 'Cause y'all on it
I'm like Aquaman and Brown Hornet
I'm like Imhotep, but don't flaunt it
Dawg, reintroducin' master thespian
Ho-telling-est, illin-est, MCing
[Verse 5]
Fuck getting money for real, get freedom
Black on the grind from a.m. to the p.m.
Splash up, crash up the X5 BM
Motive entertainment, the Philly mob we in
Weak hearts, yo, we not them
What up, ****? T3 **** Baatin
When the M-Ill get home, we gon' win
First thing to fall is cats with no chin
[Verse 6]
The mic that Black hold remain smokin'
And ladies up in the place is wide open
For real, you know what I'm talkin' about?
Pull it out your pocket, pull it out your pocket
Pull it out your pocket, check it out
[Verse 7]
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up
Check it out, yo
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this shit, this joint's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, y'all **** know what's up
[Verse 8]
Yo, here go the rapper of the year, year of the rap
Come from South Philly where the hammers are clapped, huh
Violate and you will answer to Black
You a thug, not really, is the answer to that
Lee ya, boxed silly with the hands skill attack
Cancel your check flip, dismantle your trap, huh
Wanna pack, can't handle your strap
You a schmuck type, shoot your man in the back
[Verse 9]
Meanwhile, I'm outstanding, and I'm outspoken
Wild out, take fools out without jokin'
If I run out of shots, I'm goin' out pokin'
On a date with sis, we goin' out strokin'
And the shot is fantastic
The fantastic is the romantic
And to the freaks in the house, if you're ready to bounce
We can go to the flat, then get tantric
[Verse 10]
Yeah, you pronounce the name, Tariq, any questions?
Street hip-hop, I bring forth the essence
You see us pulling up five deep
With nothing but dimes inside of my Jeep
I'm not arguing to get in VIP, cocksucker prick
Suck a dick, I'm a floss for the fuck of it
Girls say the bro Black be on some other shit
**** talk like you work for the government
[Verse 11]
My word's worth like Barnes & Noble
Spit hot flames that'll harm your vocal
Spit thought name, I'ma bomb your local
Neighborness, for a ten-mile radius
Well, every ghetto cravin' this new anthem
My brain unstable and I'm just too handsome
I bang with the best around
Who can test the crown when I finesse the sound?
Here come the controller
[Verse 12]
You feel this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it going on
It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up
Check it out, yo
You feel this joint soon as they throw it on, yo
You feel this joint, this shit's your favorite song
You at the dancehall, it's time to show it off, you got it going on
Y'all **** know what's up
[Verse 13]
Move with it, work with it, fuck with it, work it out, come on
Move with it, work with it, fuck with it, work it out, come on
Written by: Benjamin Kenney, James Gray, Leonard Hubbard, Questlove


