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。
BPM82
歌詞
[Intro]
Tell us, who killed?
Sanchez, Walker
Let me you this, my dog
Scary lil' bitch, please
Look, check this out
I'm one of the realest **** left out here
You think I'm 'bout to miss my chance becoming a real **** by telling you who really did it?
Well, I know who did it, but I ain't gonna tell you 'cause I'ma take the charge
That's what real **** do
Got the gang fucked up out here, you a whole ho out here
Rest in peace to Will
Rest in peace to Will, shoutout to the whole hood
(Yo, Enzz, stack them M's)
The whole hood
[Verse 1]
Interrogation, keep it quiet, I don't speak no English (Nah)
We gettin' over on the opps, we ain't gettin' even (Buh)
I got Voodoo on my body, dancin' with my demons
I been itchin' to use my switch, just give me a reason
Gave you my love, gave you my trust and you still leaving
On this trail for a week and I'm still scheming
In a big body Benz, look just like Rikishi
I like my bitches all ghetto, so I'm like dashiki
Not from my hood, but he was loyal, that's why I love Teki (Shotz)
Trey D died, in my heart, I feel the love leaving (Fuck)
Pray all my opps catch headshots and they skulls leaking (No cap)
Rockin' Palm Angels, streets know that I'm a demon (I'm a demon)
This my fifth shootout this month
Opps pullin' stunts (Opps pullin' stunts)
Rollin' back to back, we got 'em all in a blunt (All in a blunt)
Grandma doin' Voodoo why the fuck I can't get touched
I just called a blitz, down, set, hut (Down, set, hut)
Sendin' shots out that big AMG (Buh)
Lil' bro go slide, leave the Glock and grab the .223 (No cap)
Nardo Wick, ****, who the fuck want smoke with me? (Smoke with me)
Buh, buh, buh, we put **** underneath (Grrah)
We the ones that's really shootin'
Her son died, she havin' fish fries to pay for the viewing (God damn)
Got real knowledge, how the teacher learnin' from the student? (No cap)
A new opp, he got dropped soon as he got recruited (Ha)
****, create-a-player-ass ****
NBA2K-out-of-nowhere-ass ****
On Clubhouse beefin', boy, who you scared-ass ****? (Ha)
Cuffin' every ho, don't wanna share-ass ****
Old simp ass
I heard that lil' ho been around the block (Damn)
Ayy, beat her from the back while I clutch my Glock (Come here)
Interrogation, keep it solid, **** talk a lot
Brought that ho some corn starch and she gave the drop (She sweet)
Goofy
I'm a Percocet popper, fast life living
Big top conniver, a slider, a killer
He chosen, he golden, this karma a sinner
He eatin' all them pills, but I don't think he healing (6)
I don't think they hear him, I think they gon' kill him (Buh)
Cryin' out for help, but I don't think they feel him
He be with the spillers, he be with the drillers
He only feel comfortable when he around them killers (No cap)
Written by: Foolio

