Off Parole
1,105
Hip-Hop/Rap
Off Paroleは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1996年5月19日にForte MusicによりリリースされましたOff Parole
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。
BPM84
クレジット
歌詞
I wonder why there's so much hatred in this world today
You know a lot of us brothers and sisters
Ain't gon' make it to see another day
At the age of 12 I was on another page
I wanted to juke up on the corner, other people were gettin' their pay
My momma would always tell me about the direction that I was headed
Like the majority of these kids today, man, I was hard headed
I wanted to know too much, a little menace, shakin' police
Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for release
They wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my surroundings
My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be the first fool poundin'
Up and down the block, Fleetwood, Cadillac
But take it from me, young G, because the lifestyle ain't all that
Unless you're ready to strap the gat and serve the 'gnac
To juke the sack to get your bread back
Playa, I'm up on all that
'Cause being broke ain't no joke, boost up your confidence
There's two options: legal or illegal, you know the consequences
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
The streets are full of sadness, dope and ghetto madness
Besides your brain in slangin' them thangs
The only apparatus be that hot lead
I seen him yesterday, but now my homie's dead
Hope I ain't goin' crazy, I know I ain't losin' my head
No more obituaries, no more hearse, that shit hurts
You damn right, but see, that's game, plus a part of life
Got so much game to give they label my rap positive
Why not take advantage of that and give it back to my neighborhood?
Because them people with them badges callin' themselves police
Be them same suckers goin' home sellin' hella weed
Everybody's human, we need to live by the Constitution
I ain't no dummy, behind them walls in Congress, someone's juicin'
How you think them streets get flooded with guns and knives and crack?
Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery to deliver that
And the people that do kick back in mansions pushin' remotes
I ain't no hater, but man, the law, I can't stand them folks
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
Once that crack hit this world, a lot of us lost our minds
Fools were sellin' everything in the house down to the iron
After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana
Until the narcs caught me slippin' on a cheeta banana
They followed me and sweated me as if I was a rich man
I'm just a player out of Frisco tryin' to put my mack hand down
I'll be around just like the single
Twinkle, twinkle, who's the star? How I wonder where you are
Step to the back, then test the mic and break 'em off a proper bar
That's what I get for representin' Cali, you know
I used to be local, but now I'm a nationwide professional
Once I get home, back to the basics, things are so boring
Got a call from my P.O., she wants to test my urine
Now I'm tryin' to think, did I drink or did I smoke too much?
Here I am in her office, I forgot to hide these bucks
Livin' beyond your means, you know that's a violation, bro
Peace to all my homies across the world, get off parole
(Yeah, 'Pac, you know rag-top, we got love, man)
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
Yeah, for all of y'all, man, because I'm off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
Written by: Anthony Forté, MIKE DEAN

