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。
BPM119
歌詞
Pull up in a beamer
Got the glossy tint gleaming
You know it's not what it seems
Vanquishing Demons
Ghostbusters, we don't need them
I be using KJV
I don't do lean
Definitely not the bean
Cause I do not hang with no fiends
Call abuelita
Splashing you with agua friya
Then you down a margarita
Oh my god
Might find enrollment in Harvard
Might as well call Rita
Like I need her
I eat beats like a machine
Metal Gear like Hideo Kojima
This beat pretty like my niña
She a goddess like Athena
And I ain't gon' file no subpoenas
I'll be selling out arenas
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
I got a party to be at
Pull up in a beamer
I got everybody screaming
When I pull up on the scene
Man I gotta pee
I got a stain on my jeans
I'ma clean it out with bleach
I gotta leave
They saying I gotta eat
I'm like oh please
Just hand me the cheese
Oh no, can't breathe
I ain't been lactose intolerant since I was 3
Man, look at the food that I can't eat
Man, why it had to be tasty
And now I'm looking crazy
I'm foaming like I had rabies
And I'm loving pain like a sadist
Man ain't no debating
Don't drive no Mercedes
My mind on the paper
Won't save it for later
I'm quoting verbatim
And I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
So I'm a little homie with a wide vocab and a big ol' head
And you can't tell me nothing, work hard for the bag
I'ma get this bread
They be tryna escape my flow, they be doing wind sprints like this Phys. Ed
Vocabulary kill the game, I know these utterances leaving you dead
Like a bounty, put a price on your head
Any doubt, throw you right in the shed
These bars are like bullets, I ain't wanna do this
But I gotta fill your head full of lead
Not me, take muna instead
Lil' boy, just run to the feds
You aggravating, all this bull you talking
Muna only seeing Red
A young brother thinking ahead
I'm playing the game like you think I'm playing checkers but I'm really playing chess
You can't tear me apart cause I'm like Kevin Hart
I'ma say this all with my chest
I'm smart with my money, I spend on my honey, then subsequently I invest
I'ma say it once, say it twice, mess with the best, you cry like the rest
I know this be hitting, but you gotta listen, here's something you gotta ingest
Lemme teach you a lesson if class is in session, just leave an apple on my desk
I know this sounds obvious, but listen properly homie, don't try to correct
To get to the top, and I kid you not, please do not settle for less
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up
I'ma just pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up, wait
Pull up
Written by: Munashe Furusa


