Make It Loud
1,547
Hip-Hop/Rap
Make It Loud 由 World Wrestling Entertainment, Inc. 於 2005年5月1日發行，收錄於專輯《You Can't See Me (WWE)》中
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。
BPM97
積分
演出藝人
約翰·席納
演出者
The Freakas
混音音源藝人
Chaos
混音音源藝人, 刷碟
製作與工程團隊
Tha Trademarc
錄音師
The Freakas
製作人
歌詞
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
So let me hear some noise from the crowd
That's noise
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd (yeah, yeah)
We came to kick the door down
It's time to hit the floor now, yo, we got some - in store now
So clap your hands while we let the sax blow
Not quite crispy green, but we came to stack dough
We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right
Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight
Never stoppin', all I see is the money like
The kid on the mic is too RAW for your Monday night
If you got in free or your - cover's paid
Bounce to this - like you was some rubber made
This ain't that Cristal sippin' type shit
It's that bottle breakin', startin' riot type shit
So jump up and down till ya break the floor
Yo, we keep it underground like a basement tour
East coast reppin', stretchin' out to L.A
Not 007 but we 'Die Another Day', what
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
I tear up any track, front to back
Like Roy Jones takin' on fifty-year-old cats
Makin' comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft -
Like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin' that
It's all love maybe if you wanna rub, baby
Anythin' but that, step back, lady
Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin' it up
We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters' games, don't mistake that
I still got love if you buyin' our -
If you claim you hatin' us but you ridin' our -
Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka
It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya
All y'all raise your glass to this -
'Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
We steal your top spot and you not gettin' your number back
Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack
Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin' back
Tough to bring down like an overweight runnin' back
Yeah, and we blaze 'em, baby
Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin', baby
Yo, we tear up any crew, leave a - worn
Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
I move a crowd like a bomb scare
Grab the mic when we hittin' it right, if you want fear
Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there
We old school like when Sonny was on Cher
Take it back like a Richard Pryor eight-track
And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax
Man, please, we want platinum plaques
I want cream, green, cheddar cheese to grab in stacks
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
That's that shit
That's that shit
Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena! Cena!
Written by: James A. Johnson, John Cena, M. Predka
