Ecstatic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ecstatic 由 Glass Window Entertainment/Motown Records 於 2026年7月3日發行,收錄於專輯《S.K.A.T.E.》中
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在過去一週內,Ecstatic 最常出現在 大約在下列歌曲的 50 秒處: 這首歌中
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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。
BPM85
積分
演出藝人
Rylo Rodriguez
饒舌
T-Rob Beatz
編程
Keyman
編程
詞曲
Ryan Adams
詞曲創作
Turner E. Roberts
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
T-Rob Beatz
製作人
Keyman
製作人, 錄音師
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
混音師
DJ Ryno
母帶工程師
歌詞
One way in, one way out, this shit a death trap
I'm running with me, who catch a body, f- a real b-
Had killers behind me, who started hating, I took a step back
Let them **** get in front of me
How you say you need to pay, and you want that, they're tryna help me
Got **** on your team hating, but they still tell you all the love
Got a skirt, I made a mistake and put my earrings in the dope cup
Take it to my life, I blew on the ring and I really care
I know you a f- bro but I ain't gon' mention that to you, I'm player
I bet you were violent fault and that's my fault ****, you were a good lad
Broke behind the walls, can't buy a phone, I ain't readin' this mail
Suicide thoughts, we hitting strong, who else needin' a prayer?
I be wanting to take care of her so bad but I know I can't
I be wanting to stop seeing her, but every day I go by, I want to faint
And you need to keep tempting me to go and catch a body
I had just taught the bull mouth before they killed him in the project
So much weight up on my shoulders, ****, I love hitting the dollar
You d- riding, got every dollar you holding in your pocket
That's how I'm feeling
On the road to which I pull out phone and they wanna get in
Thought I said we'll commit suicide if he ain't got no kids
But he ain't got no friends
Where you call the fire? You don't leave stacks no more than jeans
Momma still in that same house with her friend that died in a den
Fight so hard they bought one of these and host that down to make them good
One way in, one way out, this shit a death trap
I'm running with me, who catch a body, f- a real b
Had killers behind me, who started hating, I took a step back
Let them **** get in front of me
How you say you need to pay, and you want that, they're tryna help me
Got **** on your team hating, but they still tell you all the love
Got a skirt, I made a mistake and put my earrings in the dope cup
Take it to my life, I blew on the ring and I really care
I know you a f- bro but I ain't gon' mention that to you, I'm player
20 years in the sand, don't feel that forget the man
20 years in the cell, you do two if you ten
Hope I wreck that, I know a **** who toast still in the jail
Don't cut that b- **** time short, he ain't got no line
I hear them say shit until my brother died inside the strip club
He come off PC, I seen the inmate throwing stickers
Streets like a gym, we on the cap, but you ain't built for us
That's what I'm trying to f-, you on the way that cops live for us
Lifestyle, we live and come with death, just know I'm here for us
Face-time with Big Time hoping he'll stay free, I turned G-Shock to a roll up to a new AP, how we see?
One way in, one way out, this shit a death trap
I'm running with me, who catch a body, f- a real b
Had killers behind me, who started hating, I took a step back
Let them **** get in front of me
How you say you need to pay, and you want that, they're tryna help me
Got **** on your team hating, but they still tell you all the love
Got a skirt, I made a mistake and put my earrings in the dope cup
Take it to my life, I blew on the ring and I really care
I know you f- broke, but I don't mention that to you, I'm fair
She so f- up, my **** died, I had to f- her, I ain't even cry
I was going to tell him I love him or some more, **** some money you can throw on some bottle
I had to turn myself in and my plan
I couldn't die and let him be buried in one or baby what do I know
I was just trying to feed him, on the road with that poor ass, found a man wanted to get him
I said what can make suicide a thing, he ain't got no kids, he ain't got no friends
They can shoot his momma's house up
Now she want him no more
Plus he ain't going to school
Have the window dry, buy a walk up
No matter what you show, I guess you hit your goal
Written by: Ryan Adams, Turner E. Roberts

