Creating A Hit: 8 Hour Challenge

Creating A Hit: 8 Hour Challenge

twitter: @innovateimages instagram: innovateimages facebook: http:www.facebook.com/innovateimageworks website: http:www.innovateimageworks.com A challenge that I proposed to friend and fellow musician Dan Bennett (known to most as Transit). The idea was to document the creation of a “Top 40″ style song from conception to completion…. all in 8 hours. The final product is at 6:05 and is available for download by right clicking the link below and clicking “save link as”: www.innovateimageworks.com Also! If you want to take a crack at remixing this song, here’s a link to the acapella. The BPM is 130. Send me what you make and I’ll make it a video response :) innovateimageworks.com FACEBOOK: www.facebook.com TWITTER: www.twitter.com WEBSITE: www.innovateimageworks.com Here’s a link to Dan’s page www.youtube.com/transithiphop If anyone is curious, here are the lyrics: She said you be Ross and I’ll be Rachel, Love on display people trying to do what we do, My life’s red carpet every day is an award show, She wanna spend my money, that’s what its there for! My girl eat dinner, and your girl just eating supper, We get paid to go to bars and you pay cover, Cruise in Denalis rock Cavilli we designer, My lifes a movie and you’re just a one liner This club’s a movie set, and you got a decision So are you ready yet, girl this is your audition I’ve got my lens on you, waiting for a reaction I’m the director girl, lights camera action Up (x24) Haters run they mouths cuz they wanna be
Video Rating: 4 / 5

Just as the title says. Lyrics from azlyrics.com Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I’d never amount to nothin’, to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin’ in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin’ to make some money to feed my daughters, and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I’m sayin’? Uh-ha, it’s all good baby bay-bee, uh [Verse One:] It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt’n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin’ pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock ’til my tape popped Smokin’ weed and bamboo, sippin’ on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin’ Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I’m in the limelight ’cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I’m blowin’ up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It’s all good Uh, and if you don’t know, now you know, nigga, uh [Chorus:] You know very well who you are Don’t let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a goal, but not that many ’cause you’re the only one I’ll give you good and plenty [Verse Two:] I made the change from a common thief To up close and

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