Song | Hit Song |
Artist | DJ Format |
Album | Music For The Mature B Boy |
Cut in Voice] | |
People always asking me, man how do you make a hit record, well heres what I do | |
Pulling the king and the seven and I'm feeling lucky, So I was like hit me | |
At which point my phone rang, and it hit me | |
That I had mentioned to format he should hit me | |
Off on the cell I put my cards down and hit the.talk button | |
\"Andy, it's Matt, let me ask you something mate | |
I've just come from london you know we're meeting with the label | |
They seem to want another hit, are you avaliable?\" | |
I was like dude, you know what to do | |
Peruse through a few new beats and promptly hit me | |
Out with a beat tape or better yet a disc so when I'm writing I can swiftly | |
Rewind the hittin' drums, couple of weeks of hits I'll have written some | |
And I'll be kickin them, just as soon as I can hit eng-uh-land | |
I hope that my plane won't be swingin from, hittin turbulence | |
Or else I'll be hit with disturbances | |
Down in my gut, you know nervousness | |
But when we safely hit terra-firma it's | |
Only right the first thing we hit our palms together | |
Because that's been the hiphop greeting like for forever | |
After that I'll probably wanna hit the mic booth | |
Adjust the mic, so I don't hit my right tooth | |
Once I hit my comfort level, hit record | |
And soon enough we'll have another, hit record | |
In fact even though the song isn't done | |
By my count that was 18 hits alone | |
And it's only verse number one | |
I use the word hit in many said senses | |
Listen how many hits I manage to condense in the first verse | |
In the second I'm trying to rhyme as many words I can find that sound like (hit!) | |
In the last third verse, tittilating metpahors | |
example: I write more hits than mascot hit'samples | |
Abs and Format, not doing what others did, (step in studio, produce yet another hit) | |
Alright, I want you to listen to this next little verse | |
and if you feel like it sing along | |
And if you don't wanna sing along, maybe you can clap your hands | |
As I sit, inifinite scripts, like a list, it's from the tip of a bic | |
Much betwixt my digits less, strictly from the itty bit of sunlight | |
That manage to slip between the curtains thin slits, (hits) | |
Its illumination adequate, to the point that I can refrain from hitting electric switches | |
Which is a good thing, because it prevents my hydro bill from reaching up to fever pitches | |
I'll keep it simply lit, my raps exhibit wit, which would even shine through in egyptian crypts | |
Ill equipped, and resist that stupidly step to this, surrender forfeit | |
Shit nit wit quit twit pit sing first versus the verses that this kid spits | |
Insist to persist, you'll cease to exist | |
So cease and desist, or meet with my fist | |
Specifically your lips, because that's the gist when you enlist abs for hits | |
Abs and Format, musical brothers kid, (step in the studio, produce yet another hit) | |
See I got hits kid, so many hits, (how many hits ya got!?), lots | |
Exemplary metaphors, let me select a few | |
More hits than when you play blackjack with a deck of twos | |
More hits than latin percussionists administered to wood blocks | |
More hits than jimmy dropped at woodstock | |
I'm not kidding | |
I'm responsible for more hits than workaholic mafia hitmen | |
I need to make hits in the worst way | |
Hitting harder than a family of starving, steroid-injected Mexican quintuplets | |
Armed with crowbars smacking the shit out of a candy-filled piñata | |
on their birthday - only hits when I write | |
More hits than Germans surfing fetish websites | |
Yo, that is a lot of hits. | |
More hits than Barry Bonds playing slow pitch, in a disabled seniors league | |
More hits than -goldoply?- the enforcer on a typical hockey team | |
Instinctively you wince, from this flurry of hits | |
But if your still unconvinced, a last example but then I'll be finished | |
More hits than Roy Jones Junior in a ten-round bare-fisted cage match versus | |
A sleep deprived, blindfolded richard simmons | |
Abs and Format, we hit you like your mother did | |
(step in the studio, produce yet another hit) | |
That's all, c'mon, that's all, that's all, that's all | |
that's allll, that's all, that's alllllll I need | |
To make a hit record... | |
Look at that money flowin' in... |
Cut in Voice | |
People always asking me, man how do you make a hit record, well heres what I do | |
Pulling the king and the seven and I' m feeling lucky, So I was like hit me | |
At which point my phone rang, and it hit me | |
That I had mentioned to format he should hit me | |
Off on the cell I put my cards down and hit the. talk button | |
" Andy, it' s Matt, let me ask you something mate | |
I' ve just come from london you know we' re meeting with the label | |
They seem to want another hit, are you avaliable?" | |
I was like dude, you know what to do | |
Peruse through a few new beats and promptly hit me | |
Out with a beat tape or better yet a disc so when I' m writing I can swiftly | |
Rewind the hittin' drums, couple of weeks of hits I' ll have written some | |
And I' ll be kickin them, just as soon as I can hit enguhland | |
I hope that my plane won' t be swingin from, hittin turbulence | |
Or else I' ll be hit with disturbances | |
Down in my gut, you know nervousness | |
But when we safely hit terrafirma it' s | |
Only right the first thing we hit our palms together | |
Because that' s been the hiphop greeting like for forever | |
After that I' ll probably wanna hit the mic booth | |
Adjust the mic, so I don' t hit my right tooth | |
Once I hit my comfort level, hit record | |
And soon enough we' ll have another, hit record | |
In fact even though the song isn' t done | |
By my count that was 18 hits alone | |
And it' s only verse number one | |
I use the word hit in many said senses | |
Listen how many hits I manage to condense in the first verse | |
In the second I' m trying to rhyme as many words I can find that sound like hit! | |
In the last third verse, tittilating metpahors | |
example: I write more hits than mascot hit' samples | |
Abs and Format, not doing what others did, step in studio, produce yet another hit | |
Alright, I want you to listen to this next little verse | |
and if you feel like it sing along | |
And if you don' t wanna sing along, maybe you can clap your hands | |
As I sit, inifinite scripts, like a list, it' s from the tip of a bic | |
Much betwixt my digits less, strictly from the itty bit of sunlight | |
That manage to slip between the curtains thin slits, hits | |
Its illumination adequate, to the point that I can refrain from hitting electric switches | |
Which is a good thing, because it prevents my hydro bill from reaching up to fever pitches | |
I' ll keep it simply lit, my raps exhibit wit, which would even shine through in egyptian crypts | |
Ill equipped, and resist that stupidly step to this, surrender forfeit | |
Shit nit wit quit twit pit sing first versus the verses that this kid spits | |
Insist to persist, you' ll cease to exist | |
So cease and desist, or meet with my fist | |
Specifically your lips, because that' s the gist when you enlist abs for hits | |
Abs and Format, musical brothers kid, step in the studio, produce yet another hit | |
See I got hits kid, so many hits, how many hits ya got!?, lots | |
Exemplary metaphors, let me select a few | |
More hits than when you play blackjack with a deck of twos | |
More hits than latin percussionists administered to wood blocks | |
More hits than jimmy dropped at woodstock | |
I' m not kidding | |
I' m responsible for more hits than workaholic mafia hitmen | |
I need to make hits in the worst way | |
Hitting harder than a family of starving, steroidinjected Mexican quintuplets | |
Armed with crowbars smacking the shit out of a candyfilled pi ata | |
on their birthday only hits when I write | |
More hits than Germans surfing fetish websites | |
Yo, that is a lot of hits. | |
More hits than Barry Bonds playing slow pitch, in a disabled seniors league | |
More hits than goldoply? the enforcer on a typical hockey team | |
Instinctively you wince, from this flurry of hits | |
But if your still unconvinced, a last example but then I' ll be finished | |
More hits than Roy Jones Junior in a tenround barefisted cage match versus | |
A sleep deprived, blindfolded richard simmons | |
Abs and Format, we hit you like your mother did | |
step in the studio, produce yet another hit | |
That' s all, c' mon, that' s all, that' s all, that' s all | |
that' s allll, that' s all, that' s alllllll I need | |
To make a hit record... | |
Look at that money flowin' in... |