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。
BPM72
積分
演出藝人
Bukshot
演出者
詞曲
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Michael Summers
製作人
歌詞
We have such sights to show you (you)
These bitches got me fucked up (yeah)
Put a hole in your chest the size of fucking dump trucks (damn)
Guess you out of luck punk (that's right)
Machete through your arteries, let's see how quick the blood pump (oh boy)
Since we talking 'bout blood check my gloves though
O.J. (oh) would be proud, ain't no love hoe (nope)
Don't stop, keep swinging let that blood flow
All about that revenge, Django
What you think I am, what you think you dealing with?
Yo numbers 'bout me don't add up, check yo arithmetic
On that King Kong, beat yo ass gorilla shit
On that 1980s slasher movie killer bitch
Walk slow, why you running from me through the woods?
Time is ticking, my presence here is understood
Mask on my face (face) and a dark hood (hood)
Eventually I'll catch up with you and it won't be good
Raise your fist (ha)
Join the rebellion
We the underground (ha)
Fuck everyone
We the weirdos, the freaks, the aliens
Go to war give 'em hell like some hellions
Ya, ya
We are millions
Ya, ya
We got many guns
Ya, ya
So fuck everyone
Multiply like gremlins (ha), we the hellions (ya)
You thought I was a nice guy (yeah)
Mistake me for another motherfucker, nice try
People running down the block when I ride by
Blaze and Anybody Killa that's a drive-by
Got a bad attitude man (tude man)
Kick your teeth up out your mouth (oh oh ah, Liu Kang)
Desert Eagle go pop (pop) Hussein
Bullets swarm like killer bees, Wu-Tang
In my cabin in the woods on my hunter shit
Sharpen up my axe looking for a summer bitch
Assault rifle on my back got a hundred clips
Infrared scope, begin apocalypse
Heads flying off, never say it ain't so
Blood's squirting like I'm shaking up some Faygo
It's on my hands, on my face like a paint show
All aboard I'm going where the crazy train go
Raise your fist (ha)
Join the rebellion
We the underground (ha)
Fuck everyone
We the weirdos, the freaks, the aliens
Go to war give 'em hell like some hellions
Ya, ya
We are millions
Ya, ya
We got many guns
Ya, ya
So fuck everyone
Multiply like gremlins (ha), we the hellions
Watch 'em size me up, they know what I'm worth
Know that look on they face when I come to work
Never seen another grown man scared of merch
Guess he worried that a second bird'll break his perch
Fly away, avoid me birdie, fly away
It never stopped me from before to find another way
Turn your back on me, it's all good I'll get mine
You think that you're the first to play me off, get in line
You are not the only creature in this murky lake
To think you was shows your weakness and a big mistake
How the fuck you miss the shark beneath you swimming laps?
Your little boat is full of holes, you forgot your raft (you forgot your raft)
Platter full of fresh meat, takes a whole lot more than what you offer to impress me (impress me)
Start a feeding frenzy, grab a plate and join me cause I love to see my friends eat
Raise your fist (ha)
Join the rebellion
We the underground (ha)
Fuck everyone
We the weirdos, the freaks, the aliens
Go to war give 'em hell like some hellions
Ya, ya
We are millions
Ya, ya
We got many guns
Ya, ya
So fuck everyone
Multiply like gremlins (ha), we the hellions
Written by: Tim Carl Kalbfleisch

