Off Parole
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Off Parole은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1996년 5월 19일일에 Forte Music에서 발매되었습니다.Off Parole
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
가사
I wonder why there's so much hatred in this world today
You know a lot of us brothers and sisters
Ain't gon' make it to see another day
At the age of 12 I was on another page
I wanted to juke up on the corner, other people were gettin' their pay
My momma would always tell me about the direction that I was headed
Like the majority of these kids today, man, I was hard headed
I wanted to know too much, a little menace, shakin' police
Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for release
They wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my surroundings
My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be the first fool poundin'
Up and down the block, Fleetwood, Cadillac
But take it from me, young G, because the lifestyle ain't all that
Unless you're ready to strap the gat and serve the 'gnac
To juke the sack to get your bread back
Playa, I'm up on all that
'Cause being broke ain't no joke, boost up your confidence
There's two options: legal or illegal, you know the consequences
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
The streets are full of sadness, dope and ghetto madness
Besides your brain in slangin' them thangs
The only apparatus be that hot lead
I seen him yesterday, but now my homie's dead
Hope I ain't goin' crazy, I know I ain't losin' my head
No more obituaries, no more hearse, that shit hurts
You damn right, but see, that's game, plus a part of life
Got so much game to give they label my rap positive
Why not take advantage of that and give it back to my neighborhood?
Because them people with them badges callin' themselves police
Be them same suckers goin' home sellin' hella weed
Everybody's human, we need to live by the Constitution
I ain't no dummy, behind them walls in Congress, someone's juicin'
How you think them streets get flooded with guns and knives and crack?
Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery to deliver that
And the people that do kick back in mansions pushin' remotes
I ain't no hater, but man, the law, I can't stand them folks
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
Once that crack hit this world, a lot of us lost our minds
Fools were sellin' everything in the house down to the iron
After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana
Until the narcs caught me slippin' on a cheeta banana
They followed me and sweated me as if I was a rich man
I'm just a player out of Frisco tryin' to put my mack hand down
I'll be around just like the single
Twinkle, twinkle, who's the star? How I wonder where you are
Step to the back, then test the mic and break 'em off a proper bar
That's what I get for representin' Cali, you know
I used to be local, but now I'm a nationwide professional
Once I get home, back to the basics, things are so boring
Got a call from my P.O., she wants to test my urine
Now I'm tryin' to think, did I drink or did I smoke too much?
Here I am in her office, I forgot to hide these bucks
Livin' beyond your means, you know that's a violation, bro
Peace to all my homies across the world, get off parole
(Yeah, 'Pac, you know rag-top, we got love, man)
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in the pen', I'm sendin' this to you, you know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my homies in the cut stackin' that chunky dough
Take it from your boy rappin', folks: stay off parole
Yeah, for all of y'all, man, because I'm off parole
Stay strong through all this drama, 'cause there's a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
Written by: Anthony Fortay, MIKE DEAN

