I'm Different은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1991년 4월 30일일에 Island Records에서 발매되었습니다.Life of a Kid In the Ghetto
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멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
가사
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
I'm not like anyone else, so don't you think up or make suggestions
"He rap like so-and-so" aiyyo yo know that's out of the question
Plus it don't sound right, 'cause I don't sound like -- him??
Or try to G like, see like, or even be like them
Or anyone else I'm goin for self you opened your mouth and then I stuff you
You're like a floor; walked on, waxed, and then I buff you
Plus you think you're tough too?
Witcha garbage style, rubbish nothing but trash
You wanna try me? Come on I got some shit for that ass
I never be weak, doze off, fall asleep or get tired
Put wings on your head, so it's easier to fly it
Off you go, blaow, off the block
Get funky on you suckers like a gym sweat sock
'Cause I turn, to inflict, pick your hair up like a pick
Ed O.G., here is me, I make medicine sick
I'm never takin a loss, but beatin 'em down with force
Go when Dave writes the source, I got more holes than a golf course
Here's a lyrical lesson, so you losers will learn
Wack raps are like weak jim hats, you break and get burned
So I dare thee to compare me to a soft-hearted sucker
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
Some of the people wanna be equal wishin' that they could be me
They never benign, got many who rhyme in the East so don't attempt to be
Thinkin that you could do that, boy if you only knew that
I can't hold back, stompin a sucker I enjoy that
My impact, on contact, will overlap, your wack rap
Cause def tracks, exact to react, and attack the whack
I won't slack, but smoke smack slap you sap
Straight your soft so I put you in stacks
And stomp a sucker dead in his tracks, takin' apart you righ to the max
Wake to the wonderful words, buggin you up and then waxin
Never ever takin a half-step, you diss oh that's your last step
You slept Joe, with strep throat, so now I'mma bust your rep
Droppin this, strictly on the metropolis
No comp for this, so why do you persist in this
Go ahead and attempt to; you better be filing exempt too --
-- cause you're a student, who's intruding
Out of your district, oh well - another statistic
While I'm statin the swift style strictly, then switchin this
Swarm in a storm somehow, and leavin your shitlist
Smoke smack slap you sap, you are a sickness
Step and stand still boy, so I can stick this
Sword of rap, straight up your spine sap
So you will be too scared, you swallow my style in your stomach
Let me shoot my sperm, until she screams and squirms, see
But don't sweat that I got a jim hat for safety
So I dare thee to compare me to a soft-hearted sucker
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
Ed O.G.'s imposing threat, to be dreaded
To those I beheaded, the rest just sweated
But some of them are skeptical, so I step
With full packed force, and you know what, I wrecked the ho
So don't put yourself, in that predicament
Because I'm sick of it, and you'll go out quicker than Bounty
The Quicker The Picker-Upper while I soak 'em
I might choke em, or even smoke em, NAH
But I'll max, and I'll just tax
And keep scopin by oneses, just like Jacks
See I compete with the weak I come across
I'm too elite to defeat, step off cause you're soft
When I elaborate, the ruler is smooth, I collaborate
In a state to straight that you hate
After this I'll be famous, but not the same as
Those who proclaim this I'll leave them nameless
Thinkin' you're hard with your backup, punk don't make me crackup
By yourself you just choke up, and plus get smoked up
So I dare thee to compare me to a soft-hearted sucker
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
I'm different, so don't compare me to another
If they can't hang, word to the mother
Written by: Edward Anderson
