2 Steps
43
Hip-Hop/Rap
2 Steps은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2002년 12월 1일일에 ILL Boogie Records에서 발매되었습니다.Blue Collar Sessions - Single
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.
BPM84
크레딧
작곡 및 작사
Nathan Corrona
작사가 겸 작곡가
Gregory Owens
작사가 겸 작곡가
가사
He sits in the barrel's bottom
Apple rotten, roach infested alley
Starting fights with every Harry, Dick and Tom with broken snapple bottle
Gladly crawling back to underneath his rock and
Roll the dice with prostitutes and thieves
Who smoke his filtered brand of breath of life
He left his wife for every night
She kept him from these glamorous rights
Of passage now each bite he takes just keeps him famished
Damaged seasons turn the leaves black
And the winter burns the skyline
Time and time again, talked to God
And asked the sun to shine again
But see, he wants a quick response
Right now, he's used to fast food
Doesn't realize the chick with the tattoos
Will fit the glass shoes
Now it's a minute after midnight and his riches back to rags
Back masking records on his phonograph as he holds his flask
Yelling "you don't know the half!", track mind that got distracted
And when he punched you in the face, perhaps he just over-reacted
Blast the music, let him lose himself in each and very measure
He just wants it to get better
He just wants it to get better
It's just another hustle
It's just another lonely night
Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life
It's just a harsh reality that nothing comes for free
He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be
It's just another hustle
It's just another lonely night
Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life
It's just a slap in the face to let him know nothing's for free
He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be
She stands on the platform, glances at the headlines and waits for the train
Just for fun she looks at strangers tries to match each face with a name
Hears a bum placing the blame on the government so she laughs
To herself, looks to the glass, and watches the city fly past
It's been a long week, maybe tonight she'll meet Mr. "What's the difference?"
At some local social breeding ground, there's no need to get needy now
Sees these clowns and imagines the dimensions of her companion
Tonight could be Mr. right, could just be that last man standing
She's got "independent woman" tattooed in bold across her shoulders
The sole controller, but she still likes someone to hold her
She sees the bottom of the glass now, drinks too much and blacks out
Wouldn't surprise her too much to wake up inside of a crackhouse
Packs two in a bed with a stranger, pack of cigarettes and a lighter
Just before she matches a name with his face as he lies beside her
Burns a cancer stick or two before she gathers her things together
Yeah, she wishes it was better
It's just another couple weekends
Just another couple bars
Just a notch upon a bedpost, just a wish upon a star
Just another couple heartbreaks till she finds just what she needs
She's just another couple steps from where she needs to be [2x]
He steps right through that door
Drops his bags and his heart on the floor
He embraces her embrace till she can't take it anymore
Puts his faith in her face waits to exhale that first kiss
Pale from the wishes he'd get back for all the memories that he missed
The blistering pace that moves him cross the globe to God knows wherever
Never knew he'd have the daisy-chain those loose ends back together
Never knew love like this, never knew sacrifice before
It's his first chance to pass his life out at your local record store
Holds his lifetime in his arms then he kisses her goodnight
Wipes the dreams from his daughters face to let her know that she's all right
On his flight, grips tattered edges of a picture framed in fingerprints
A single glimpse of innocence, and a 60 second phone call seems infinite
All said and done wrong, gone in an instant
For the man with physical form who's heart beats with the speed of an infant
Typical storm weather with an aftertaste, adrenaline letdown
After the show, 3 hours of sleep, see how far that we can get now
Get down to business, get the crowd hyped, get the party started
Get back home to his wife and show these people where his heart is
He pities the heartless, the man who can't see each tree for the forest
He masterminds the revolution while he's takin out the garbage
Drops his carcass in his favorite chair and wonders if he can make it there
He looks each brand new day square in the face with a vacant stare
He lays it bare on the records to pull this whole world back together
He just wants to make it better
It's just another couple days
Just another couple shows
Just another couple hundred miles on this road
Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free"
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be
It's just another couple days
Just another couple shows
Just another couple hundred thousand miles on this road
Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free"
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be [4x]
Written by: Gregory Owens, Nathan Corrona
