Thousands은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1996년 4월 5일일에 Warner Records에서 발매되었습니다.Here to Save You All
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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
Dismal sketches of... Jersey trife shit
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
I'm that type of rapper that'll take half an album advance
And do the hustle, and I don't mean that 70's dance
The king of punchlines, I do what I gotta
For my bankroll, slicin' yayo with powder
With my base ladder gettin' dastardly for the salary
Fiends dream of stabbin' me, po-diggity is never snaggin' me
Chino equality for the high yellow black
Son I'm bettin' on that, seekin' universal mastery
Strive for platinum plaques on my wall like a Latin art gallery
Ol' Dirty shoulda fucked Mariah mom
Rap the barb-wire fences, ancestors Egyptian princes
Showin' you a view to a kill, givin' fatal glimpses
Stackin' papes like it's ten of me, no loochies and obscenity
Culprit at the pulpit shootin' bullets with no memory
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
I need that cream split
And I seen enough cowboy movies to know that
A white man's handshake don't mean shit
So back in nine-five I said fuck a nine-to-five
I ain't John Travolta, gun and holster meant stayin' alive
From New Jers' to Cali, get my swerve servin' silence, ultra-violence
Fly to islands avoidin' **** that's spineless like a filet
Was beefin' with this kid heartless Harry, reasons vary
Shot him at the valet, took his Jag keys from the valet
Robbed the chalet, top down drove away, bumpin' hip-hop hooray
A soulful change, it's awful strange, local crews complain
I'm spittin' out more keys than an opera singer's vocal range
But playin' steelo, half Latino, chino exquisiteness
These streets business, never personal, shorty still in Monteros
For dineros, way past the curfew
Violate mine, get done like Al Sharpton's perms do
My rent's due, gotta make that revenue
You dodge my bullets like Bobby Brown on my avenue
Yellow **** with an attitude, Tommy Hilfiger booster too
From the mall for me by teenage bitches from a Catholic school
Uptown they call me Power Rule, crack hoes sell they genitals
Trade in they souls for cylindrical capsules
My project is inhabitable, please don't feed the animals
(Why?) New Jeru's a fuckin' zoo
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
For my peoples that's makin' rap fans
Down to **** with credit card scams, jackin' strictly Toyota Land
Cruisers, makin' maneuvers in large proportions
Dressin' like white boys, stickin' up Nordstrom's
I done seen **** that go from college graduations
To illegal cannabis connections with Jamaicans
Hooked up with Asians, for Motorola flip-phone activatin' chips
Sellin' exotic zips as they occupation
Do what you gotta, bitches turn to tricks like a Globetrotter
Got adults playin' cops and robbers, it's hot like lava
Ghetto kids breedin' Rottweilers, sellin'
'Em, flippin' grip for product no problem
Genius **** pullin' six-figure burglaries
Fuck a warning sign, they can afford plastic surgeries
I'm a survivor, street scholar smokin' a fronto leaf
With pitbull teeth, drippin' saliva for the mighty dollar
Fire and brimstone is our life stage
So we pack enough heat that we could melt the next ice age
A rich **** still a ****, just harder to fade
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
There's thousands of ways to get paid
"I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash"
Written by: Corey Bullock, D. Barbosa

