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。
BPM80
積分
演出藝人
Hex Rated
演出者
詞曲
Brad Dean
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Sick Mortem
製作人
歌詞
Ahh! Let me check this shit out real quick. Let's see what this new fuckin' Hex Rated tape is about. Snuff shit over here. Alright. What the fuck?
Nosirp ym ot-ot democlew teg uoy sa wols eid
Mitciv eht yalp-yalp uoy sa smaerd nekorb dna smaerd derettahs
Stneve eseht etarapes won ylwols eid
Nerdlihc ym tnaw t'now uoy wonk no m'I taht gnir yreve
I've been left rotten, rigor mortis decomposing (Help me!)
Ten years of death that's distorted over bloody tears
Now I'm post mortem, go ahead and cut me open
Find nothing but some old acid tabs and Robitussin (Haha)
I'm unstoppable even if the opps got me
Drop my body in a casket at the next show I'm rockin'
Triple six get fucked by a crucifix
Snuff gang shit, give a fuck what you claimin' bitch
I'm not an atheist, I rock with the devil
Hell is a place and my rhymes are the shovel
Dig deeper, motherfucker, it's level after level
'Til I'm burning in the flames, sway hypnotic with the metal
I'm a rebel left with no cause, I'm my own god
When I die I'ma haunt the studio walls
Left-handed path, navigation broken, mind gone
So far lost in my head with a chainsaw
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
I've been in the mix, killing with an emphasis
Focus on death, no telling where the bodies is
It's not a hobby, bitch, the god of the oddly spit
Bars, this is art for psych wards and gothic chicks
Take my body, cut it apart into even sixths
Bury each part in the yard where my victims live
On the third day I'll resurrect into a Nephilim
Kill the whole scene, take the rappers, then I mangle them
Been in the mix, post mortem in the crypt
Spitting verses backwards from an unknown and ancient script
Been takin' limbs to the crypt, stockpile them
Sitting on a throne 'til I'm gone, then they idol him
Build a megalith and burn at the altar bitch
Sacrifice life for my might, you will suffer it
I black out the sun with the blood of the innocent
Then feast on your lungs, empty spots where your organs sit
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Fuck 'em all, I evolved, devil got involved
Triple six, crucifix inverted on the wall
Post mortem, cut me open, rip me all apart
You could kill me bitch but you could never stop my heart
Written by: Brad Dean

