One Love
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힙합/랩
One Love은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1999년 7월 20일일에 Seven 13 Music에서 발매되었습니다.It Was All a Dream
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.
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가사
Fish don't fry in the kitchen, beans don't burn on the grill
Took a whole lotta tryin' just to get up that hill
Now we're up in the big leagues, gettin' our turn at bat
As long as we live with you and me
Baby, there ain't nothin' wrong with that
Foreva movin' on up
One love to my family, lose it all for y'all
It's commission 'til we die if we rise or fall
Got to stand up tall, put it down for
The clique, put a plaque on the wall
Get these boys off, Jam Don ****, everything lookin' splendid
Stay down, I recommend it 'cause we back independent
They offended and jealous, it's they bitches that tell us
Organized made men, they call us good fellas
Only realer, won't you put some heat to the killa?
Handcuff your gal 'cause Lil' Keke's 'bout to get her
Floss to get with her, room for me to hit her
No name, no number, it's impossible to miss her
The Swisher is leavin' so much smoke on my brain
Twenty carats must hang from the Byzantine chain
I claim my name, Paris, Europe, and Spain
International baller, got 'em hooked on the fame
Grippin' grain in the double wide, the bubble eyed
I'ma slip, I'ma slide, I got love and pride
Southside **** and we back in the door
It's goin' down for sure, got my foot on the floor
In the Benz, flossin' and turnin' corners, I spin
In the wind, settin' so many trends of sin
Once again, again, I push and shove
Jam Don is for real, ****, it's one love
One love for my **** in the place to be
And much love for my **** stayin' down with me
I got love for the **** that got love for Ke'
In the club spendin' dubs with a ounce of tree
Dress fly, you see, if you ride with me
Two or three bitches just gon' get down for free
It's Your Majesty, livin' lavishly
Get your paper, get your fetti, get your cabbage, G
While you bitches is hatin' and waitin' and hesitatin'
I'm demonstratin', evaluatin', collaboratin'
The situation is much more serious than you think
I got killers smokin' ink, you die before you blink
Take a seat and have a drink before your ship sink
Gucci shoes, dark hat, $20,000 mink
You **** trippin', the Don do the murderin' and clippin'
Consecutive chip flippin', nothin' but chest rippin'
It's mandatory, I get the cheese and the glory
Six digits the record, I'ma live to tell the story
Assure me that we gon' be platinum and gold
Do a hundred out the door, watch them big heads fold
I'm too cold to hold, I'm too warm to harm
Baguettes inside the charm and the watch on my arm
I'ma storm just like a hurricane, I'm runnin' thangs
I'm only in the game for more change, more change
One love for my **** in the place to be
And much love for my **** stayin' down with me
I got love for the **** that got love for Ke'
In the club spendin' dubs with a ounce of tree
Dress fly, you see, if you ride with me
Two or three bitches just gon' get down for free
It's Your Majesty, livin' lavishly
Get your paper, get your fetti, get your cabbage, G
Hit you hard, ****, and I'ma hit you where it hurt
I need my paperwork 'fore I wet up that shirt
Doin' dirt for dirt, squirt, that shit'll never mix
Rather be judged by twelve than to be carried by six
Talkin' crumbs to bricks, talkin' rags to rich
Put some snitches in some ditches, I guess life is a bitch
Now feel this, I'm waxin' 'em, taxin' 'em with the maximum
We gattin' 'em, platinum, fuck gold, we shippin' in platinum
Call the captain, tell him I need a first-class jet
When I step out on the set, I got money to get
Place a bet, I'm raisin' the stakes dollar for dollar
The true bopper scholar in the SS Impala
Tinted up, bent it up, stash spots for gats
It's the cream of the crop, nothin' but ice and rock
It don't stop 'cause you know the ends is long
Ready to blow the world up at the end of the song
I'm gettin' gone, ask G, the paper I see
I swear to God on my life, real **** with me
DSD, mob figures, we highly rated
8100 Hardheads and them boys most hated
We on the grind and we got them papers stacked
Solo and that boy Lee got them doghouse tracks
Mix it down, Valero, put some heat on the mic
One love for my **** goin' down tonight
One love
Written by: Bob Marley, Curtis Mayfield


