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。
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歌詞
I go through my hood and be like, "Yo, what up?"
I be like, "Man, get the fuck outta
Here, I ain't talkin' to this ****
What the fuck am I talkin' to this **** for?"
You know what my grandfather told me?
You'll get as far as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason
You'll be as successful as the
Motherfuckers that you talk to for no reason
What I mean is, if you spendin' your day talkin'
To a **** that ain't got nothin' goin' on
What the fuck kinda information can he offer you?
Can he help you learn somethin'?
Can he teach you somethin' in a conversation?
Tell me your pain, baby, I'll tell you mine
If I told you what I been through, would you think a **** lyin'?
Please don't hold them things against me, hope you know I'm tryin'
I'm sorry, there's a lot that's runnin' through a **** mind
On the outside I seem fine, but I been feelin' hollow
Only time I feel some comfort is the bottom of this bottle
Got me thinkin' 'bout my mama, I wish she was here to hold me
It's days like this when I start to feel lonely
Baby, I don't need your pity, I need your ears
Need you to hear, want you to be near
I'm talkin' to this grave and I wish that you was here
Then I get up off my knees and I go and wipe my tears
And I go and keep it thuggin', man, fuck it
Them people ain't God, why you worried if they judgin'?
We all die one day and I know my time comin'
But in between then I'ma go and get some money
Man, them **** actin' funny, some done switched
Used to be my homie, turned into a bitch
I be runnin' through this matrix tryna find a little glitch
In this evil ass world, but it is what it is
Know I do this for my kids 'cause I need 'em like they need me
Tuck 'em in the bed and fight my demons
Home is filled with sharks, man, I feel like Willie Demon
All them nightmares I done had never stopped me from dreamin'
Man, them **** screamin' loyalty, don't know the meanin'
Man, them boys change like the seasons
That's why we butt heads, no Beavis
Pockets got clumps like Cletus
Willie gon' get his, please believe it
It's a cold world, a cold game
Before it's said and done, bet they all know my name
Don't compare me to them boys, I swear we are not the same
Say she want me to fuck her while I'm rockin' all my chains
Ain't a damn thing changed, I'm the same old ****
Whole lot finer and a whole lot richer
Thumbin' through this money 'til my fingers get a blister
I be chasin' after goals, tryna make 'em come quicker
Boof, knowin' I be straight
Gave they ass a meal, still had they eyes on my plate
Came up from the bottom so you know I make 'em hate
Pillsbury Doughboy, I'm known to make the cake
Huh, just like that, then
Written by: William Christopher Guy

