Parrowdice
2,920
Hip-Hop/Rap
Parrowdiceは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2016年1月22日にS.O.N. EntertainmentによりリリースされましたThe Sagas of Klashnekoff
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
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ヴァランス
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ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
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BPM95
歌詞
And when I get so fucking upset I don't bother bloodclaat talk English bumboclaat grammar
'Cause dem ting a get me very bumboclaat upset...seen?
And all because...you know why?
I am not singing 'darling, I bloodclaat love you, and come shake my rass and I'll come swim the ocean and climb the mountain'
Seen!
And that not going to change me, seen
Because I...am going to kill...the fuckry out there
And people is going to be in demand for the truth
People is sick and tired of hearing 'bumboclaat, get down, shake your fucking booty', seen
People sick and tired of hearing 'darling I bloodclaat love you'
You turn on the fucking radio twenty-four bumboclaat hours a day
You 'ear 'darling, I love you'...a man singing...
A man wouldn't sing to the almighty a raasclaat
'im love a woman more than the creator, who create the Sun, the Moon and the bumboclaat star
I sick and tired of hearing that bumbo-bloodclaat, seen!
Yo, yo
As we travel through
Trial and Tribulation Avenue, destination Xanadu
Smokin' a zoot, drinkin' Jack Dan's and Malibu, flammable sidewalks where guys walk like cyborgs, the minds walk, scorched with polluted force
I sought resolution
Then I swore retribution for brae's abusin' this music
Like it was boozin'
They left battered and bruised from the Terra Firm movement
T stands for...
The F for further improvement
'Cause life can teach so much if you're a willin' student
I know it seems deep and at times life's confusin'
Your whole world's tremblin' like aeroplanes collidin'
With high skyrises
How many more lives before we realise there's a crisis?..I cry red mist
But still live with the will to climb Everest
Livin' in this friggin' world full of pessimists
Reminiscin' on days ravin' in Pegasus
Where brae's get popped, police askin' where the weapon is
Welcome to the East Maze, this is where the Devil lives..
So far yeah, you know the saga
Yeah
Where little kids peddle shit
And settle sick situations with a metal stick
Leave you stiff
This world stands
And contaminated
With biological hatred
It's blatant
Morpheus tried to show you in The Matrix
But was you watchin' the beanie or clockin' for the agents
Practice pure patience, produces pure payment
While puny little prento's are a pain in the anus
Fuck aimin' to be famous..I'm aimin' two flamers at Tony Blair's face first
Worst comes to worse blud, I'll kidnap his neighbours
That's my word blud, trust
Yeah
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Yo
And though I've woken up to reality, it feels like I'm still asleep
Still it seems like I'm trapped in the illest dream
Shit is sweet in the minds of these timid sheep
It's parrowdice
And life is the biggest beach
My inners deep as I step through these wicked streets
Figures bleedin' to death when the trigger squeeze
Killers' dreams are in tune to the killers' theme
Sinners weep at the sound of my vivid speech
I drag bittersweet milk from my mother's breast..young and vexed, livin' in the trail of my brother's mess
I was only a yout' when I discovered sex
A ghetto romance, we would hold hands in the lovers nest..Jah-Jah bless me with my own wish
And that's to prosper and hold it
Up for the soldiers I roll with, I'm weak, feelin' so sick
I sip A Touch of Fruit Volvic..I know this
Life is fuckery as I grin and grimace
In my mirror image
Tryna deal with my inner feelings
My will is illest 'cause I'm still a realist
I'm done severin' ties so it's time to start buildin' bridges
'Nuff tings I haffi leave behind
I redefined my plans, blud
Freed my mind..I feel inclined to read in between the lines
Through the day that I found what I seek to find
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Yo!
Only death'll recollect
From birth my umbilical cord is like a noose around my abdominal around my neck
In retrospect the deckers scenarios and my life reside..destined for strife, I slit wrists due to a life I don't know
I'm hungry and I haven't eaten, but I'm scared 'cause there's only apple trees in this 'Fools Garden of Eden'
Plus there's cyanide in the seeds
But I've devoured apples so fast my skins turnin' blue and I'm startin' to bleed
Call me vindictive
But what's in a name
A rose by any other designation still smells the same..I came to a fork in the road
I took the middle path..My heart broken so bad man needed a skin graft
I laughed at my bad luck
And carried on walkin' to my goal though most of my soul was gone
Fell from heaven, tormented in hell, locked in the cell
While knives fell, mouth stitched, I passed the L
Throat and wrist slit twice with double edged cleavers
To show Satan's doin' to all the non-believers
Not even Jesus
Wanted to be my fuckin' saviour 'cause he knows I favour the feelin' of dyin' by bad behaviour
Crave the sensation of dark forces
Lurin' the root of evil from even the source of the roots sources
Remorseless
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by bare crime
Don't wanna dead in this man-made parrowdice
Man-made parrowdice
What!
Material parrowdice
Yeah!
Written by: Darren Kandler


