Distant Wilderness은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1998년 4월 3일일에 Arista/LaFace Records에서 발매되었습니다.Still Standing
BPM76
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
Why is it you fail, to see a man
In the same hour, that his kin come grinnin'?
In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin' to come up
From the ashes that defy your lift, listen up
Ladies seem sweet, the ocean meets the mountain peaks
Stone-walker, the side-walker, watches loose lips, Wall sweat
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H2O
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams rooted like dogwood, between the pine, wind
Twenty-fo' stores with malt for sale
Still fetchin' water out the well
Emphasized, by the grind, by the times
Hear the chimes, wages garnered, corners find misused, deadbeat daddies
Rico dead and he didn't make the TV, so why should I weep?
Man gon' by, see you when my light blow
Got more good than dirt to throw
And I won't pull between the halo
And a fork-pitch, suffocated by my rhymes...
Rest your mind in distant wilderness
Take your time and concentrate on it
Take a stand and make your hand a fist
We got a reason to resist
The mortal originator, don't cross the fader
Chillin' in Decatur, where it's greater
Secure streets, in the hood late at nights, dippin' fine
Hard not to be slippin', if they come, I won't run
When it's time, I ain't trippin, I got my date
And you got yours too, I see, the record sales soar
After the death of its creator, genocidal tendencies
When they mention He who listens, the unseen hand
Slappin' the faces of the young Black man when they sin
Knowin' that we God-like
Got to keep it right with my people
'Cause I'm equal no matter, how much I make
I can't escape fate
The date, as I await (Nah)
As I await, I can't fake
Can't fake... I can't fake, I'm true with it
All duffel for the cash, platinum within my sap from another Earth spill
Need a tea leaf, your very existence
Is considered a privilege
Fucked up, and it can't be revoked
Pay your taxes, uhh
Snake eyes, strapped with flaws
Still ignorant to a lot of laws
Man-made, but that's a dot
Everybody from the East Coast done went back home
To think; gather they thoughts
Mixed negative after reoccurrences
I say a prayer, plus if I, entertained them
It's easy to commit, hard to resist
And once we cross that line segment
Not even our producers can bring us back
Eyeballs peeled, eardrums opened, egos stripped, stroked
Another low blow delivered to the Hip-Hop culture, uhh
Industry consists of thieveries, prostitutes, and vultures
If somethin' bigger than us, Pastor Blue told us
That it wasn't a Heaven for G's
Then we toot this, continue your devilish deeds
I mean, activities, that just show, that it's a Hell for Jacks
Independent, but you distributed by your masters' labels
Still a slave, but you just get to eat at the white man's table
Lookin' like Gebel, Gunther
On the Guinness Book of World Records
God didn't like ugly, and he wasn't too fond of cute either
A climate of caution
(The law will conquer...) A climate of caution
(In effect) Hard acts to follow
Rest your mind, distant wilderness
Take your time, concentrate on it
Take a stand and make your hand a fist
We got a reason to resist
Where ever I am, you can feel God is present
In the midst of darkness, if you spark up, bet somebody gonna see it
It is necessary for me to speak these words now
Another day here hasn't been promised to me
Don't you agree – that you never fail when you try?
I'm willing to die
But first, I–am willing to live
And I overstand that this will be a lifelong sacrifice
In order to reveal, you gon' have to destroy
And if you ain't thinkin' right, you damn sure can't act right,
Somebody raise your fist and let me know I'm not alone
Revolution doesn't mean fightin' in these streets
And it ain't gonna be no revolution, without the women
And–it ain't gonna be no future, without the children
And–it ain't gonna be no children, without the men
And–you can't have no love without the trust
And no trust can come without communication
And you can't communicate if you ain't got shit to say
You can't teach about what you been deceived about too
Any book you read is still limited education
You gon' have to talk to God personally
And time is short
And, He's on His way
And I will receive a great reward for what I've done
And this is all that really matters to me
In time you will see, what I told you was true
And I ain't have to rhyme to say that to you
I ain't got to rhyme to say it to you, it's true
Rest your mind, distant wilderness
Take your time and concentrate on it
Take a stand and make your hand a fist
(One time) We got a reason to resist
Got a reason to resist
We got a reason to resist
Resist, resist, resist
Reason...
Written by: Cameron Gipp, Organized Noize, Robert Barnett, Thomas Burton, Willie Knighton


