Another Oneは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2020年9月4日にGrammy Seizin Music GroupによりリリースされましたAnother One - Single
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。
アコースティック度
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ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
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
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
歌詞
Every time i turn on the news
Every time I turn
Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don’t care bout that
Unless the **** died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y’all ain't give a fuck about him
Mother fucker let’s keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don’t care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y’all done left a **** under them sheets
You don’t give a fuck about you
So you wouldn’t give a fuck about me
I said what I said
Pops left for the dough dreams
Fucked around became a dope fiend
I hate the **** died a crack head
But with that said
Boy you better keep ya nose clean
And keep ya head on tilt
Cause you could get killed
Round here
Thinking that this shits all good
Get caught slipping in street
It ain’t even no beef
Just the wrong ****
In the wrong hood
Plus a little bit of ego
Mixed with that evil
And everyday **** get shot Everyday
We scream no justice no peace
And fuck the police
But the streets gonna lie to your face
**** know who did it
But **** that’s snitching
Street **** know they can’t go to the cops
**** outside with them hundred round clips
For the boy
Guaranteed somebody son getting shot
He’d die for what he repping
Anytime any section
So when he ride he gone slide
Every time with his weapon
Never mind who is present
They gonna die in his presence
Cause his pride at this time
Is more prized than their essence
**** got to go though
You know
Just adhering to the codes of the street
You know it's ride for the guys
Its an eye for an eye
Until a child get
Caught up in your beef
Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don’t care bout that
Unless the **** died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y’all ain't give a fuck about him
Mother fucker let’s keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don’t care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y’all done left a **** under them sheets
You don’t give a fuck about you
So you wouldn’t give a fuck about me
I said what I said
I try to tell em
But they don’t want to listen
They lack determination
And they full of inhibitions
**** is bitches
Til **** get em a pistol
Then they vicious
Ready to get malicious
And go against the consensus
Or kill a **** for speaking
You lil **** got demons
The lot of you needing God
Time to talk to a deacon
I’m practicing what I preach
Watch how I walk when I’m speaking
Just cause I talk with a purpose
Don’t mean I don’t got the heater
That weapons for my protection
I wish that I didn’t need it
I wish that you didn’t either
For every little discretion
Every bit of aggression
Perceived as a transgression
Means leaving **** slumped
Is the only reasonable measure
Like how is we posed to grow
When we dying bout every second
A mother crying
Cause the next child dying was her second
Child she lost this year
Over **** repping
A block they don’t own
And never will
With these methods
You rather listen to the Masses?
Or the pastor preaching
Mother grieving
While she’s weeping
About your past achievements
Thinking about a time in life
Where you didn’t have a grievance
Maybe a different life
With a different sequence
Instead living life
Like its **** hunting season
I mean
Weren't you given life
For a different reason
Be careful of the things
That you go seizing
Cause when you live by the gun
You gonna die squeezing
Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don’t care bout that
Unless the **** died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y’all ain't give a fuck about him
Mother fucker let’s keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don’t care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y’all done left a **** under them sheets
You don’t give a fuck about you
So you wouldn’t give a fuck about me
I said what I said
Written by: Mark Albert Lee


