Poly Sci (feat. Jeni Fujita)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Poly Sci (feat. Jeni Fujita) 由 Ruffhouse/Columbia 於 1998年5月28日發行，收錄於專輯《 》中Poly Sci
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。
BPM89
積分
演出藝人
John Forté
演出者
詞曲
T. Jones
作曲家
John Forté
作曲家
製作與工程團隊
Wyclef Jean
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Political science
The study of politics, mixed with science
Speak on it, baby
[Verse 2]
As I look in your eyes
I see the sunrise, I see the moon shine
[Verse 3]
I'm from the days of the Colt 45's and gang bangers
Cocaine slingers who slice doors, no time to cook up
Them **** like raw
It's all about the dollar now, white powder now
He owed us money so I watched my **** tie him down
The conflict is crucial, police is neutral in this battlefield
Where the battles grill, like cattles grill for a platter mil'
I even watched little Darryl deal
I love the ghetto, hate the ghetto
Must've been a genius who helped make the ghetto
So I sit back and taste the 'retto
I got beef, how can you misplace my metal?
It's a sob story, it's bad the way they robbed Tory
Of course, must've been religious
'Cause they took a small chain and a cross
Wrong game to play, boss
Every night's a bug out
They shot up every corner where I hung out
Some nights I cry to this
Even though it's posi flip
[Verse 4]
It's like the sunrise, just like the moon shine
The rain stops and your girl smiles just for you
For you don't know the love I have
[Verse 5]
Mami, I keep my name on your brain like Missy
With the rain, I'm from the school of stolen sneakers
Speakers and heavy chains, no lie
To the knowlie, why?
God's the eye, learned the ways of the street, degrees in Poly Sci
Many days under heat, it pays for sticking him
Watch him beast on the lean, routine curriculum
Black vans, maybe a TransAm, exams get done
Pop quiz, figure out them **** who hit son
God give, God take away and it's easy to see
Spell till the Lord kill indiscriminately
We infinitely excel, keep the fans compelled
The bigger picture, watch the ones who with ya
I clean the pie and seen 'em die
Travel life more than once
Maybe me and I had been greeted by so many conceited eyes
Had to be wise when I met too many girls around the world
And delete the lies
[Verse 6]
It's like my music, a new tune you never heard
Hear your heart beat
The bass hits and you feel it
It's real, it's not a sample, I saw you playing my piano
In my front room, uh-huh
[Verse 7]
Now I rock jewels now and then
A little lights and platinum
A little beef on the street, no harm in clapping them
Savage nations, ghetto life no ramifications
Dead debating, keeping every crackhead basing
My auntie steady saying that we wasting money
I like tasting the finer things in life, like a mason
Police, plague, hating everything that the court own
Brownsville would pry, classified as a warzone
The Brook God so trife originale low life
To sport it, boost it, the ghetto can't afford it
Trade it, sort it, stress, new port it
No tags never ordered
You broke it, you brought it
A twenty five to life, my little son-son caught it
Till this day we admit it that we did it, he gon' bid it
Kept his mouth shut and never shitted
On who his murder flirted with death
Like every team alright, you know the verdict
[Verse 8]
Want me to say it one more time ma', is that what you want?
Say one more time
[Verse 9]
For every city blocker, Glock rocker
Cats who get they weight off
For every kid who had a parent laid off
No healthcare, had us co-dependents out on welfare
Speak amongst yourself 'cause in the streets no one else care
The powers that be, I see you knelt there
Them jealous cats who slang crack, I'm glad to send you back
'Cause you dealt there
We all wanna shine for basis till we easy
LG for GP only the realest **** meet me
Conversing through the wee wee hours of the morning sleepy
Always stay alert 'cause the pain hurt too deeply
Ain't nothing changed, I'm stuck on myself
'Cause you mundane, you wonder while you're just gold
You stuck on one plane
Now we must hold, very fueled make it through the threshold
I'm blessed though, to head the snakes before I let go
A major death roll
It's all about the babies, fuck the best coast
I keep my family eating till I'm done breathing
[Verse 10]
Hear your heart beat
The bass hits and you feel it
It's real, it's not a sample, I saw you playing my piano
In my front room, uh-huh, uh-huh
[Verse 11]
All you had to do was make a record, Poly Sci, '98
All you had to do was make a record, a new era, a new future
Say one more time
All I want to do is hold you
[Verse 12]
Forever, forever and ever, if you need to lean on me
Don't run, I'm here for you
Just like the sunrise
Just like the moon shine
Written by: John Forté, T. Jones
