Responsibility
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Hip-Hop
Responsibility은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 11월 17일일에 Fourmatic Records, Third & Hayden Recordings에서 발매되었습니다.SAVE!
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.
BPM83
가사
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Child is the father of man
My mother chose a child to come and father a man
I've never even seen a hippopotamus dance
Its's gotta be a dream to think that I'd get a chance
Two **** from the ville
Not certain if they know each other
Two different years
I wanna put em both together
Guess I gotta start with this Ving Rhames muhfucka'
From the very start, I could see a change in my mother
Project baby still a baby in his mind
Can't make no money, so he tryna take from mine
Courthouse marriages, they couldn't waste time
Time waits on no man, he couldn't even Father Time
The spontaneity is paining me this out my Mother Nature
Naturally there's none but hate in me, look what our Cather gave us
No hero, no Father figure, Just a bothered ****
Down to pawn my brand new TV just to spark it witcha'
Man child, asking step son for a hand out
Man, how? is this my example of a man now?
Manhandling women tryna get your demand out
Fuck father, you less than a man you damn coward!
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Child is the father of man
As a man the child in me saw a father in him
The first impression didn't do a lot for the man
But after that I truly seen an honest attempt
Number two, tell the truth, he had the family comfortable
Lovable, jail bird envisioned hood Huxtable
Did a lot in a short while to make my mother smile
Gave me the ring like hold it down, that's why i fuck witchu
Tears in my eyes, I can't lie I was proud as fuck
Parties at the crib can't nobody get as loud as us
Showing me all you need is love and you can pile it up
Then I seen some shift in his buzz, a few solid months passed
And now I see the first impression back again
Cleaning up the crib, none' but bottles in the cabinets
Caught em in my room hiding bottles in my mattress
Found em a bench a couple times what's is happening
Traumatized as child, the man can't cope
Sat em down to talk but New Amsterdam spoke
Damn, who would've thought another man turned joke?
Cries every night from my momma staying woke!
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
(Kid's sing!)
I ain't gone take no mess
I ain't gone take no mess
(Kid's sing!)
I ain't gone take no mess
I ain't gone take no mess
Papa might like gin, wit' a grin
Papa might like sin, then again
Papa might like gin, wit' a grin
Papa might like sin, then again
Child is the father of man
You had a child and failed to be a father to him
I mean, why bother giving him fodder when you odd in the hem?
Providing a hymn, describing my honor to be a bother to him
Honest attempts at being better when you learned what it meant to me
But I gotta question, why abandonment was meant for me?
Never called, even on my birthdays especially
Crazy when considering your birthday is next to me
Oh, Father! Why has thou forsaken me?
I used to wish and wait for father impatiently
I know that wish is the father of thought
But if my father had brought love and guidance early on, what would it make of me?
All I ever wanted was attention from you
I used to have dreams of how to put my tension to use
Tell you the truth
It's prolly best that we met when you grew
Not an excuse
In retrospect, if I knew what I knew now
You was too wild to change for a new child
A victim to your childhood
A victim to a shoot out
A victim irresponsible
A victim of unused power
A victim that my momma knew
A victim that was too proud
Pride is the father of the ego
Knew so many victims where from and only few good people
When my grandfather died you came right when I needed you
With my siblings by your side making love more feasible
I guess child is the father of man
The father of my mother was a father to Ben
Was jealous when I learned you was a father to them
But I know you had to grow to be a father for them
Sins of the father
Makes life ten times harder babe
The world part of
Causes innocence to wander, hey
Sins of the father
Makes life ten times harder babe
The world part of
Causes innocence to wander, hey
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Written by: Nahree Wages


