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BPM72
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
They used to follow the North Star
And flee North to escape slavery
But when the overseers
Watching from satellites
It’s like
It’s no escape
So when the world
In flames
They gone ask for Raen…
MV! What
Used think I could be more
B more like the orioles
But Ima Nat
All I know is win W on my hat
So they always try to throw me off
Like Bryce Harper at bat
Soul food to Cashville
Ask Harper bout that
The world feels smaller
The farther the I step
I'm just trying to get this money
Is there a problem wit that
Scouting the dead presidents
Like prospects
Every neighborhoods a hood
And Every projects a project
What man don't want to provide and protect,
Your secrets protected
Feel like the only thing constant
In this scientific method
One big experiment,
Of experiences
& I'm experienced
Trying to Get my sperm in
I'm serious
Feel like the faculty
Feel like M.L.K on the balcony
Before his last breath
But no reason to fear death
Shout out to my M town crips that looked out for me
But Im from the Nationals capital
Image Nat going international
Hanging in these in these streets
Gasping for breath
Freedom ink
You ain’t get to the cash yet?
Its like the faculty
Feel like M.L.K on the balcony
Before his last breath
But no reason to fear death
Shout out to my M town crips that looked out for me
But Im from the Nationals capital
Image Nat going international
I'm just working on my income
Praying on the outcome
Trying not to get x'd
Like Malcom,
Malcom X
Assassinated by someone of his own. Complex-ion
Gun they say don't leave the house wit out wit one
They say a lot of things but ain't bout none
But I put nothing pass em
And doubt none
But how many bullets
How many Feds can you out run
How many k’s how many 9's
Crossed that Mason Dixon line
I can't get right
They want me wit that white girl
Serve her, but I'm sipping dirty sprite think I might earl
Eat til Puke they spooked living in my world
But Back before I was 22
I asked them what they gonna do, now it's like...
When the reaper came down
Reaching
This that Ima get it,
Armageddon the preacher
Was preaching
That never budging judgment
The pastors was speaking
Priest
1st and 2nd reading
It’s like the faculty
Feel like M.L.K on the balcony
Before his last breath
But no reason to fear death
Shout out to my M town crips that looked out for me
But Im from the Nationals capital
Image Nat going international
Hanging in these in these streets
Gasping for breath
Freedom ink
You ain’t get to the cash yet?
Its like the faculty
Feel like M.L.K on the balcony
Before his last breath
But no reason to fear death
Shout out to my M town crips that looked out for me
But Im from the Nationals capital
Image Nat going international
I see you youngin
Choking on that tree
Reaching for a branch
Only grabbing a leaf
Looking for a chance
Never given an opportunity
To get on your feet
With a breath in your lungs
Live your l.i.f.e
Whipped by the power of the P
Breaking you breaking your pockets
12 years a slave like hold stop it
Vietnam Russian rockets
Like hold up shawty
Don't be rushing to get up in my pockets
It don’t matter
If your light skin caramel or chocolate
After I'm done wit that kitty
You gonna have to chalk it
9 times
Then Beat it up Eternally in hell
While all the dogs in heaven
To be apart how does it feel
Uh huh..
Of the Faculty
Feel like M.L.K on the balcony
Before his last breath
But no reason to fear death
Shout out to my M town crips that looked out for me
But Im from the Nationals capital
Image Nat going international
Hanging in these in these streets
Gasping for breath
Like Freedom ink
You ain’t get to the cash yet?
Freedom ink
You ain’t get to the cash yet?
Written by: Michael Victor Whatley
