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
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積分
演出藝人
Slimelife Shawty
演出者
詞曲
Wunnie Lee
作曲家
Leonid Laevskiy
作曲家
Nikita Filipenko
作曲家
Pavel Kemaev
作曲家
製作與工程團隊
LeoATL
製作人
lootpecker
製作人
Moscard
製作人
歌詞
Bring me close to him (yaa)
Who you with, on baby boy? On baby, boy (we are ATM)
Give me the loop
Moscow, Moscow, Moscow
Huh, huh, bitch, I'm still going
I don't even know which way to go, but I'm still going
So much BS in my brain, but I'm still knowing
Took off the watch, put down the chain, but I'm still glowing
I almost broke a sweat
I was in the car when I seen that shit on the net, I almost wrecked
I put my heart inside this shit, now this the things I get (put it down)
This shit go hard, but I go through it, that's the price of respect
I lost love, I lost friends, I lost fans, I lost money
I lost faith, I lost hope, I found them both, we right back jumping, yeah
I just turn the rivals, feel like I got in this game for nothing (that's ten)
When they go to bust and using, a **** can't hop in his lane for nothing
It won't be the same for nothing (west town)
I hit that list and some of them ****, I fucked up my name for nothing (it's down)
I thought a **** was smarter than me, I fucked up my name for nothing (dickhead)
I fucked up my name for nothing (dummy!) Who you blame for that?
Shit, I ain't blaming, now what's happening?
Okay, okay, they want me to suffer (alright)
They try to turn me to somethin' (it's crazy), pussy ****, shut up (now do it)
Pussy, I didn't start this happening, you got the wrong man
The ones I looked up to was whole fans, fucking up my program
Ay, yo, yo, roll up, practice, make it perfect, huh
This time it's gon' be worth it, huh? I'm doing the whole dance
When I get to jumping, I'm landing wherever, however, whoever, I can show dance
Fuck all the shit that you heard, I ain't said a word I'm under your nose, man (wipe him)
I caught a flat and they hopped out the van
I brought a spanner, they backing again
Bet that **** ride, but I'm backing it in
They don't even know why I'm backing it in
This shit 'bout to be cold, I hop right out, let it roll who laughing again?
Crashin' the wall, I'm standing right over like, brr, brr
I'm laughing again, I'm laughing like haha
This for the one who tried to laugh at my losses
This for the one who tried to throw them crosses
This for the one who won't see me bailing
This for the rapper, the one that be yapping 'bout this business, he's selling, tossing
This ****, he'll be backwards walking
They see me and me barely talkin' (****)
**** go, I already told them I'm going far
I already told them it's not on the floor no more, this shit stuck in the stars
****, I'm known for faa, faa, you'll meet the floor, then meet the stars
I 'bout to warn you, think you are, bitch, who you is? I'm baby, boy
Big influence, one who everybody loved waiting for who was into it
But it's all good, they couldn't wait until a **** slipped
So they point out a flaw
The feelings is very mutual, dawg
Now fuck that Andy, **** (Jubal), ay, yo, yo
Don't even roll them, I'm pulling them off
I'm at the bottom, that's where I'm from
You can check my thumb, but I went up, I went up
Everybody came around, they were holding me down (what up?)
And I got stuck, so I cut ropes, I'm knowin' who gon' come hold me off
Ay, I appreciate the love, all the doubts, salutes, and hugs
I took risks to earn this, dog, this shit with me, this ain't no luck
Ay, do it again, to show them it ain't no luck
Really, I don't give no fuck, give no fuck what you're thinking, ****?
Fuck what you think, fuck what you thought, ****, pull up your seat
But I had gas inside your motor, 'cause I got gas inside this Glee
The problems that I got when I got older, when I was a jit, then the one that ain't T
These streets are real, wish I'd listen to me
But they don't grant wishes in these streets, yeah
On the clock, still working, yeah, I can walk my block and yeah
From that block, bitch, I prevail, but I can show you how I feel
I can show you how to bounce a bike, without no wishin' well
Show me somethin' don't wish me well, the underdog, but I'm still Yale
Written by: Lee Wunnie Devontae, Leonid Laevskiy, Nikita Filipenko, Pavel Kemaev, Wunnie Lee, Павел Владимирович Кемаев

