God Complex/Gravity
Hip-Hop/Rap
God Complex/Gravity 由 KMD Records 於 2023年11月20日發行,收錄於專輯《 》中Kurt Must Die 3
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。
BPM77
積分
詞曲
Andre Hickland
詞曲創作
William Roberts
詞曲創作
Patrick Houston
詞曲創作
Noah Zamora
詞曲創作
歌詞
Ugh
Told 'em this the last year **** playing with me
Told them **** last year that they ain't weighing with me
Left 'em in the past yeah them **** swaying iffy
I don't think they really want it, nah I couldn't take 'em with me
Why they in disguise tryna build a case against me
Bitch I be outside, shit they coulda came to get me
**** ain't on time, that's in spite of all the envy
I got something in the tuck for ya'll that tried to bet against me
Sticky-uh wait- situation getting sticky
Plot getting thicker than my bitch, she want a Bentley
Opps looking sicker than a bitch, but won't address me
Yeah my trigger finger itching hoe that bitch might need caressin'
Time's up, ya time's up let's cut the tension
I get 'em lined up, them boys don't ever learn they lesson
**** this is God's work, I travel through dimensions
****, get ya grind up, eyes up let's pay attention
Better play your parts
Advise you **** not to test me best you play it smart
I got a chopper in the car, and that hoe state of art
No politicking, got AR's for ya'll A&R's
That pressure turned me to a star, now I got 'em starstruck
Seen ya'll **** set the bar, I had to set the bar up
Way my stock just went to Mars, **** peep the mark up
All them he won't make it far's turned me to a- turned me, turned me to a monster
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
This ain't no facade ****
Better recognize
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
You boys gon learn to put respect on my name
Them boys gon learn, they keep on testing my aim
I been perfecting my range
Caught scoliosis off the heft of my chain
That Homer glimmer, touch of glitter to the rest of my frame
Sat on my throne and watch the rest of 'em kneel
I need no less than a mill
These **** necks is where I'm resting my heel
They act like my resolve ain't tethered to steel
Like I won't burn through a seal
Like I can't bend this universe to my fucking will
I'm charged up, had to go and knock it out the park huh
I park up, flawless VV's dripping off the charm huh
I charm her, by way of taking top from off the car huh
The karma'll come by way of pressure turning me into a star
Till I got em starstruck
I seen where they set the bar, I had to set the bar up
And my stock just went to Mars, **** peep the mark up
All them he won't make it far's turned me to a- turned me to a monster
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
This ain't no facade ****
Better recognize
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
Everybody says "who does he think he is?"
I just told you who I thought I was
A God
I just told you
That's who I think I am
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
(The pressure weighing like it's gravity)
Come back to earth
(The pressure weighing like it's gravity)
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
Come back to earth
It feels just like a race against the clock and I can't seem to catch up
The pressure's weighing heavy on me I can't seem to pick it back up
The weight of all the world rests on my shoulders, oh but no it can't stop
Oh I can always count on you to pull me right back down when I feel on top
Nobody told you you'd fight a fair one, nobody owes you
Nobody cares that you're feeling burnt out, you'd better pull through
Just pick your head up, cause if you look down the pressure'd fold you
I'm not saying I give up but I think I might understand why they all do
I find comfort in knowing that I've made enough money in my line of work to last me seven lifetimes over
At this point, I do this because it's fun
There's just something so poetic about watching powerful men crumble in the palm of my hand
Seeing the glimmer in their eyes slowly fade into a bottomless pit of black
As they're forced to come face to face with the fragility of their mortal existence
Written by: Andre Hickland, Noah Zamora, Patrick Houston, William Roberts

