旋律
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原聲音質
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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
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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。
BPM137
積分
演出藝人
Rod Wave
聲樂
詞曲
Rodarius Green
詞曲創作
Shawn Neavins
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
7 On The Track
製作人
歌詞
[Chorus]
Alone in my jail cell, I remember
I was alone
Alone in my jail cell, one cold December
Let's get it
I hit my knees, and prayed for better days
I should've hit my knees and prayed for better ways
He play at the red light, he'll catch a red light
Promise, baby, if your head right, then I'm there every night
I went broke, I got my bread right, I got my bread right
I went broke, I got my bread right, got my bread right
[Chorus]
Alone in my jail cell, I remember
All alone
Alone in my jail cell, cold December
Oh, I was alone
I hit my knees, and prayed for better days
I should've hit my knees and prayed for better ways
He play at the red light, he'll catch a red light
Promise, baby, if your head right, then I'm there every night
I went broke, I got my bread right, I got my bread right
I went broke, I got my bread right, got my bread right
[Verse 1]
I miss you, baby boy
I'ma pull out for Lil Juvenile
They freed Day on the rec yard
But I can't find the energy to crack a smile
If you want me go around on the park, mama
I done stayed up and prayed all damn night
Heard that my new charges P-B-L
That means punishable by life
Look, I don't wanna rot in my cell, mama
I don't wanna make last year my last year
Did you see how they did me in court, mama?
Why they keep tryna make me out a bad kid?
How come they ain't let me out this morning?
All my friends came in and got release dates
They don't let me out next Monday, then I'ma start plottin' on the escape
Mama, tell me, how I end up shit creek?
Tell me, why I feel like they out to get me?
In the system, they don't treat me like I'm sixteen
Cellmate caught 8, only fifteen
Tryna get me for attempt and some burglaries
Tell 'em I don't know nothin', murder first degree
Tell 'em I don't wanna talk 'bout no burglaries
If the **** is dead, it's a third degree
Pussy **** tried to rob me and murder me
So I shot his ass
Hit the wrong ****'s mama, but I got his ass
Did he leave on a stretcher or a body bag?
Pussy **** tried to rob, but I bucked the jack
All the charges got dropped
If the state wanna pick it up
Tell the state they can give it up
At this point, I don't give a fuck
[Chorus]
Alone in my jail cell, I remember
I was alone
Alone in my jail cell, one cold December
Let's get it
I hit my knees, and prayed for better days
I should've hit my knees and prayed for better ways
He play at the red light, he'll catch a red light
Promise, baby, if your head right, then I'm there every night
I went broke, I got my bread right, I got my bread right
I went broke, I got my bread right, got my bread right
[Chorus]
Alone in my jail cell, I remember
All alone
Alone in my jail cell, cold December
Oh, I was alone
I hit my knees, and prayed for better days
I should've hit my knees and prayed for better ways
He play at the red light, he'll catch a red light
Promise, baby, if your head right, then I'm there every night
I went broke, I got my bread right, I got my bread right
I went broke, I got my bread right, got my bread right
[Outro]
Alone in my jail cell, I remember
Alone in my jail cell, cold December
I hit my knees, and prayed for better days
I should've hit my knees and prayed for better ways
Written by: Rodarius Green, Shawn Neavins

