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。
BPM74
音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Cico P
演唱
Maxo Kream
演出者
詞曲
Emekwanem Biosah Jr.
作曲家
Christopher Simms Jr
作曲家, 作詞
製作與工程團隊
LANDR
工程師
Kai Lasker
混音師
Twysted Genius
製作人
Algeeno
製作人
歌詞
[Intro]
(Twysted Genius, baby)
(Al Geno on the track)
[Instrumental]
Dirty young **** out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, ****? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, ****, I got my rank up
[Verse 1]
I been gettin' to the bands, I been boolin' it
And your lil' ho a fan, she be choosin' it
Better not get it twisted, ****, on my mama, I'll really spank you
Dissin' on the 'net 'til he get touched, then watch how they frame us
Said they gang gang, bitch, I never heard of 'em
Better not play with the turtle, might burn one
Need to put down the cup, this the third one
Gotta buy you a couple, can't serve one
Can't finesse a **** with gorillas, just watch how I send 'em
They can't get to you, they gon' get your partner, promise they gon' get him
Said he got sticks, better keep 'em with him
Hollow tips, .223s put him in a 'spital
[Chorus]
Dirty young **** out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, ****? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, ****, I got my rank up
[Verse 2]
Young Crip **** out the hood, I got my rank up
Mom did what she could, so we robbed and jugged, I had to take stuff
I went to jail and took some L's, caught my blessings 'cause I'm thankful
Playin' with them bales, send it through the mail, I got my bank up
AP watch, no Jacob, model bitch give face like makeup
She saddity, got her titties, double-D her from them A cups
Work that work just like a tricep, made millions off the mic deal
Oakland baby, trappin' KK every day, they just like Mike Epps
[Chorus]
Dirty young **** out them slums done got famous
Fuck the dirty cops out my hood, they can't tame us
Don't know what you heard about, I didn't do it, they try to blame us
Oh, they split lil' buddy cap like a banana, I don't blame 'em
I don't drink no soda 'less it's a dirty Fanta, pour that pint up
Shooters hit your block, they gon' spank somethin'
That don't make no damn sense, what happened, ****? They left you stanked up
Try to play the big dog like no puppy, ****, I got my rank up
Written by: Christopher Simms Jr, Emekwanem Biosah Jr.

