Falsifying
1,600
Hip-Hop/Rap
Falsifying 由 Paid In Full Entertainment 於 2002年6月25日發行，收錄於專輯《 》中Get Ya Mind Correct
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。
BPM96
積分
歌詞
Hold up, these boys frontin' like they movin blocks
Like big dope slangers on swangers, cruisin' drops
I can't stand **** rappin' like they use them Glocks
You ain't no ball hog, ****, you ain't shootin' up shots
**** claim to have stripes like a referee
But you ain't callin' no shots **** technically
This ain't a game this is life the only techs you'll see
Is not fouls just guns that reset your T-I-M-E
Some **** fake it til they make it
They tell lies, then they wish that they could erase it
Face it, there ain't no facts in none of ya statements
You ain't wearing guns like it's a fashion statement
I know you gon' hate this, talkin' to you mista
Smile when they with ya and when they leave they diss ya
See **** gon' wish ya don't get no richer
I'll snap with no Kodak and hope that you get the picture
Now let's keep it real, are you really a vulture?
That'll make a **** as stiff as a picture on a poster
Tell the truth, if a hater get up and approach ya
Would you make that **** wish he stayed seated like a sofa
Most of, well let me say a large percent
Of these keepin' it real **** is fraudulent
I know you thought you had ya boy convinced
But you fake, you phony, you know the rest
If you ain't never been behind bars, but said you did time
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
If you ain't killed nobody, but in your songs they dyin'
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
You ain't a hustler on your grind, but you claim to move pounds
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
Never have, never did, never will be real
Wrong, you're lying, you falsifying
Calling your bluff
A lot of rappers claim to be tough
You bout as tough as toilet tissue full of that brown stuff
Your commode is about to erupt
You think you're hot doggin, but ya ketchup is catchin up
Tomorrow ya stuck
Ya rims cost more than ya truck
You a balla, but you always wanna borrow a buck
My worst rap is better than ya best song
Ya'll boi's faker than Li press ons
Rappin hard, but the streets know lie bout drama
When ya dog died, you went home and cried to ya mama
You'll get devoured in this game like a wildebeest
With your white gold chain and your silver piece
Please, don't make me laugh
You slab when you rap, but in real life you catchin' a cab
I saw you at the club with that fine chick you was huggin'
Tellin' me it was your gal, but it's really your cousin
You fake, you phony, you exaggeratin'
If you a mack, why you always home masturbating?
You ain't gotta lie to me about the cash you making
Quit acting and faking
For real
If you ain't never been behind bars, but said you did time
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
If you ain't killed nobody, but in your songs they dyin'
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
You ain't a hustler on your grind, but you claim to move pounds
You fake, you phony, you falsifying
Never have, never did, never will be real
Wrong, you're lying, you falsifying
If I took a look into your mind
Facts or fiction tell me which one would I find?
If I took a look into your mind
Would a lie detector tell me that you are lying?
All them killers that you're hangin' around
Or if It really went down, would ya guerillas be cryin'?
Some of ya'll need to correct ya mind
I know you lyin', you falsifyin'
So true, stacking money is what I do
Always been real I'mma stay true
**** what about you?
And I know I know I will because
Real is pulsing through my blood
Some **** claim to be real thugs, is it really the truth?
And I know just let me know
Written by: P.Slayton
