Proverbs
Hip-Hop/Rap
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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。
BPM87
積分
演出藝人
ADEMONWITHEFACEOFANANGEL
饒舌
詞曲
Frank Smith
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Kyduh
製作人
Recorded @ Daytona International Studios Daytona FL.Recorded mixed & mastered by: Manny Mix
錄音師
歌詞
Yeah
I read the book of Proverbs
And it made me wiser
Listen
It's a thin line between money and honor
Adversity make men; prosperity make monsters
Child support, don't make fathers
Either wear a condom
Or a part of a bitch's soap opera
**** hate to see a real **** prosper
But won't invest in their dreams
But yall'll buy marijuana
I take another sip of the vodka
Try to make an honest-dollar
Adversaries on the curb, unresponsive (Holla)
Watch me bring a screechin' halt to
All the shit-talkin' from shit-starters
Pourin' that salt, bruh
Bitch-**** claiming they boxers
When I'm beating the fuck out of 'em
They praying somebody pull me up off 'em
Mini-skirts and halter tops
Bitches won't stop til I take 'em up on they offer
You whores ain't nothing but vultures
We fuck the shit out of 'em
And on Sunday, repent at the altar
I got sumthin' for haters and doubters
Clout-chasers and cowards
Headstones wit bouquets of flowers
**** tough wit a keyboard and browser
And love to be in a crowd of fuck-boys
Like it's sumthin' to be proud of
I'm a sit back, crank up the volume
Enjoy the nostalgia
No words, .40 cals speak louder
Satan seek to devour
I'm weak from the encounters
So, I pray for wisdom, knowledge, and power
Make money, don't make excuses
I make being an asshole work for me as a solution
Make war, making friends is useless
Whenever there's a bitch in the equation
**** get stupid
A bitch like to keep up confusion
Yeah, I'm married wit children
But even still my persona is ruthless
Two-fist leave mufuckas toothless
And I lie in wait for my adversaries
Like a true opportunist
Kills accurate, never miscomputed
Don't misconstrue it
My acts resemble sumthin' unhuman
Bitch **** better know what they doing
'Cause when you come wit foolishness
You'll lay in ya' bodily fluids
But when **** try to be on some cool shit
I create the illusion
For my own personal amusement
Can't fuck wit me and that's been proven
Gotta A-K that'll leave these punk-mufuckas in ruins
I got sumthin' for haters and doubters
Clout-chasers and cowards
Headstones wit bouquets of flowers
**** tough wit a keyboard and browser
And love to be in a crowd of fuck-boys
Like it's sumthin' to be proud of
I'm a sit back, crank up the volume
Enjoy the nostalgia
No words, .40 cals speak louder
Satan seek to devour
I'm weak from the encounters
So, I pray for wisdom, knowledge, and power
All the mistakes, I'll make again
'Cause second chances are taken for granted
Like good men
Morality has seen its end
Hoes choose to be hoes
'Cause they afraid to fall in love again
Make-up won't cover ya' sins
A clear conscience is better than a close friend
Stress kill most men
Tomorrow bring sorrows to soak in
**** under they bitches all day
Must wanna be broke then
Pussy got dumb **** roped in
Bound by dey hands and dey feet to the bed
On both ends
A fool's lust knows no end
In between Jezabel's legs
You'll throw caution to the wind
I got sumthin' for haters and doubters
Clout-chasers and cowards
Headstones wit bouquets of flowers
**** tough wit a keyboard and browser
And love to be in a crowd of fuck-boys
Like it's sumthin' to be proud of
I'm a sit back, crank up the volume
Enjoy the nostalgia
No words, .40 cals speak louder
Satan seek to devour
I'm weak from the encounters
So, I pray for wisdom, knowledge, and power
Written by: Frank Smith

