Get Back 由 Hitmaker Music Group 於 2004年8月20日發行,收錄於專輯《Gangsta Grillz 13 (Prelude To The DVD)》中
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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。
歌詞
Heads up! (Woop, woop) Heads up! (Woop, woop)
Here's another one! (Another one)
And an-and another one
O-o-oh!
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Who-o-o!! S-s-so c'mon, c'mon!
Don't get swung on, swung on!
It's the knick knack paddywhack, still ride in Cadillacs
Family off the street made my homies put the baggies back
Still stacking plaques, (Yep!) still action packed! (Yep!)
And dough? I keep it flipping like acrobats!
That's why I pack a MAC that'll crack a back
'Cause on my waist, there's more Heat than the Shaq Attack
But I ain't speaking about ballin, ballin
Just thinking about brawlin' till y'all start bawlin'
We all in together now, birds of a feather now
Just bought a plane so we changing the weather now
So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on
Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown
'Cause I'll prove it! Scratch off the music!
Like hey, little stupid! Don't make me lose it!!
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (Woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
See, I caught 'em with a right hook, caught 'em with a jab
Caught 'em with an uppercut, kicked 'em in his ass
Sent him on his way 'cause I ain't for that talk!
No trips to the county, I ain't for that walk!
We split like two pins at the end of a lane
We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your vain
Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain
Then put the booty of a Swisha at the end of a flame
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Hey! You want what with me?!
I'mma tell you one time, don't fuck with me!
Get down! 'Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
You want what with me?!
I'mma tell you one time, don't fuck with me!
Get down! 'Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
Man! 'Cause I don't wanna do that
I want to have a good time and enjoy my Jack
Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell
So I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell
I know it's been a lil while since I been out the house!
But now I'm here, you wanna stand around running your mouth?!
I can't hear nothing you saying or spitting, so wassup!
Don't you see we in the club?! Man, shut the fuck up!!
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move, I'll take ya down
Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back, motherfucker, you don't know me like that)
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! We in the Red Light District!
Ah! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! We in the Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! The Red Light District!
Wh-o-oh! The Red Light District!
Ah, we in The Red Light District
Written by: C. Bazile, Craig B, D. Bazile, KLC, Ludacris, O’Dell, Tyree Simmons

