Daddy
19
Hip-Hop/Rap
Daddyは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2008年1月1日にParlophone SwedenによりリリースされましたOutside Looking In
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
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
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。
BPM96
ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Life
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M Smith, C Knapper
Composer
歌詞
I take care of my kids
I take care of my kids
I take care of my kids
I take care of my kids
You're supposed to be a dumb motherfucker
I don't wanna say it
I never feel sorry for myself, but I'm admitted
Sometimes I get depressed for the state, I feel like quitting
In this life I'm living, I'm pressured to make the right decisions
A single parent who wants to talk but no one wants to listen
Most my **** they don't understand, they're not in my position
Bunch of selfish, self-righteous bitches who doubt my vision
I got bitches with many kids but no time for them
But me, I raise my kids alone and trust me, I would die for them
There's not a thing I wouldn't buy for them
While other kids, they never see their
Dads, just lay in bed and cry for them
With me the roles reversed, my children never see their mum
My son, seven, never seen his mum since he was one
Promise my daughter she'd visit, she never see her come
It breaks my heart 'cause every little girl, they need their moms
But unlike their mother, this brother, I would never leave them
I'm here to love and teach them, cuddle, comfort and feed them
My children are the only reason that my lungs are breathing
'Cause life I live for my kids, unlike a number of heathens
You think you're cool in the pubs and the clubs, boasting about
The pussy that you fuck, but can you raise your kids, what?
Listen
Let me put you on to something
You ain't real
Listen
Think about it
Nothing I hear greater than being called daddy
Sometimes I feel like I be tripping but I'm never falling
I stand strong for when the voice of adversity's calling
I work from awake in the morning, I'm talking washing and
Cooking and cleaning and sweeping, believe in putting my all in
I hustle but struggle emotionally and mentally, and
Sometimes I think bad luck has been specially sent to me
But unlike other men there's no crisis with my identity
I know who I am, in life I'm the man I was meant to be
But some fathers are bigger pussies than the ones they sleep with
And most of the things that I deal
With in life, they couldn't deal with
Anyone can be a father, it takes someone special to be a daddy
Feed them when they cry at night and change their messy nappy
When I'm not happy I just look at my kids and they smile
That's enough for me to know this life that I live is worthwhile
Fuck running speed, popping style and running after skins
I deal with my responsibilities no matter how hard it gets
Listen
Let me put you on to something
You ain't real
Listen
Think about it
Nothing I hear greater than being called daddy
The system don't wanna help me, they'd like to see me fail
They'd like to see my two kids in a home and me in jail
But like it or not, all they gonna see is me prevail
Can't even catch me no more with a little weed on sale
Music's my hustle and the light at the end of my tunnel
I'm doing rhyme instead of crime, no time to get in trouble
I have to provide for the present and my children future
I have to set the standard, show them their daddy's no loser
Whatever it takes, my will, it won't sever or break
But I don't claim to be perfect, I made plenty mistakes
I've been so low I make the average floor look like a ceiling
But always get up, I'm more ready for life and its teachings
And life is a fight so I'm prepared to take a beating
My inner emotions on mics I'm not scared of revealing
I stay true to myself, regularly train, I ain't abusing my health
I stay strong mentally and physically
Lyrically and spiritually I'm focused like a camera lens
Defend my children if anyone tries to ramp with them
I keep it true with my kids and my pad and my pen
Whether the mic or my life, I stay on track until the end
Listen
Let me put you on to something
You ain't real
Listen
Think about it
Nothing I hear greater than being called daddy
Listen
Let me put you on to something
You ain't real
Listen
Think about it
Nothing I hear greater than being called daddy
Written by: C Knapper, M. Smith


