Thousands 由 Warner Records 於 1996年4月5日發行,收錄於專輯《Here to Save You All》中
BPM92
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
Dismal sketches of... Jersey trife shit
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
I'm that type of rapper that'll take half an album advance
And do the hustle, and I don't mean that 70's dance
The king of punchlines, I do what I gotta
For my bankroll, slicin' yayo with powder
With my base ladder gettin' dastardly for the salary
Fiends dream of stabbin' me, po-diggity is never snaggin' me
Chino equality for the high yellow black
Son I'm bettin' on that, seekin' universal mastery
Strive for platinum plaques on my wall like a Latin art gallery
Ol' Dirty shoulda fucked Mariah mom
Rap the barb-wire fences, ancestors Egyptian princes
Showin' you a view to a kill, givin' fatal glimpses
Stackin' papes like it's ten of me, no loochies and obscenity
Culprit at the pulpit shootin' bullets with no memory
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
I need that cream split
And I seen enough cowboy movies to know that
A white man's handshake don't mean shit
So back in nine-five I said fuck a nine-to-five
I ain't John Travolta, gun and holster meant stayin' alive
From New Jers' to Cali, get my swerve servin' silence, ultra-violence
Fly to islands avoidin' **** that's spineless like a filet
Was beefin' with this kid heartless Harry, reasons vary
Shot him at the valet, took his Jag keys from the valet
Robbed the chalet, top down drove away, bumpin' hip-hop hooray
A soulful change, it's awful strange, local crews complain
I'm spittin' out more keys than an opera singer's vocal range
But playin' steelo, half Latino, chino exquisiteness
These streets business, never personal, shorty still in Monteros
For dineros, way past the curfew
Violate mine, get done like Al Sharpton's perms do
My rent's due, gotta make that revenue
You dodge my bullets like Bobby Brown on my avenue
Yellow **** with an attitude, Tommy Hilfiger booster too
From the mall for me by teenage bitches from a Catholic school
Uptown they call me Power Rule, crack hoes sell they genitals
Trade in they souls for cylindrical capsules
My project is inhabitable, please don't feed the animals
(Why?) New Jeru's a fuckin' zoo
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
For my peoples that's makin' rap fans
Down to **** with credit card scams, jackin' strictly Toyota Land
Cruisers, makin' maneuvers in large proportions
Dressin' like white boys, stickin' up Nordstrom's
I done seen **** that go from college graduations
To illegal cannabis connections with Jamaicans
Hooked up with Asians, for Motorola flip-phone activatin' chips
Sellin' exotic zips as they occupation
Do what you gotta, bitches turn to tricks like a Globetrotter
Got adults playin' cops and robbers, it's hot like lava
Ghetto kids breedin' Rottweilers, sellin'
'Em, flippin' grip for product no problem
Genius **** pullin' six-figure burglaries
Fuck a warning sign, they can afford plastic surgeries
I'm a survivor, street scholar smokin' a fronto leaf
With pitbull teeth, drippin' saliva for the mighty dollar
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
Written by: Corey Bullock, D. Barbosa

