Over 120 films, 30 friends, one-shot through 2 floors of a movie theatre in NYC.
Directed by Dred and Ronin of HotMop Films. The one-shot clip stars rapper/artist T.Shirt, and model Klazina Crawford, with various cameos by artists and producers such as Darvin Silva, twin rockband, The Astor Kings, jewelry designer Osa, of Complete Technique, and conceptual street artists, URNEWYORK, to name a few.
Born On The Fourth of July, with Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind. Lost in Translation, I was Almost Famous till The Invention Of Lying. Little Miss Sunshine had a Paper Heart. We had a Brief Encounter in Jurassic Park, but I'm a Raging Bull, we A World Apart. I'm creeping down Ms. Annie Hall, Sexy Beast, alpha dog. The Unfaithful, Sex, Lies And Videotape, yeah boy, you can have it all but There Will Be Blood. She a Psycho like American History X. But, before we can be The Departed One Flew Over The Cukkoo's Nest. Oh ! The Dark Knight, she threw me Into the Wild Manhattan. But before it's the Night Of The Living Dead, I'll head down to Brazil with Judge Dredd. Yeah, public enemies, I'm Ghost Dog, Catch Me If You Can. She screaming Liar, Liar I turn into the Man On Fire. It's a Dog Town, Do The Right Thing or Forever be Unforgiven, ****, how many A Beautiful Mind turn ugly for a Pretty Woman? Big Daddy turns to Rocky, I'm Pollock in this Fight Club but just like in the movie Up, it ain't Love Actually, it's actually Love.
Strangers On A Train, then it Crash. The Devil Wears Prada bags The Color Purple, and Clockwork Orange. I'm just trying to see that Snatch and I'm gonna hit that Belly Bad Boy, like an Alien, Girl, Interrupted, then Blade Runner on that bitch, call that Poetic Justice! In my School Daze on the Mean Streets damn right I can tell you A Bronx Tale. Sometimes we were Boondock Saints, some nights we had Time To Kill. Some nights it was Coffee and Cigarettes in Chinatown On The Waterfront, 500 Days Of Summer, Bonny And Clyde, City Lights. But this was no Casablanca baby ! There was no Singin' In The Rain, no Mystic River, none of that. It was just The Kid, and The Usual Suspects.12 Monkeys trying to be Big Fish!
Once Upon A Time In America, Goodfellas in Modern Times set out to be The Incredibles, a star trek for A Wonderful Life. My Bourne Ultimatum, either a Taxi Driver or Paths Of Glory. The Million Dollar Baby willing to Die Hard for a Toy Story. The Big Lebowski doing Blow like Scarface is Pulp Fiction. If I become The Great Dictator send me some Shawshank Redemption. Stand By Me Old Boy! It's Sin City in Central Station. Hip-Hop's No Country for Old Men, it's Grapes Of Wrath we facing. So we Changeling with a Sixth Sense, that's L.A. Confidential. We Children Of Men, let's Hope the 25th Hour ain't memento. Some Like It Hot, district 9 with a Touch Of Evil. **** that! U Turn 12 Angry Men to a bunch of Funny People. I tried Finding Nemo standing on The Bridge On The River Kwai. That's metaphor for how I think I lost my Princess Bride. The Lady Vanishes into a Vanilla Sky of I_NY. A Brief Encounter but still, The Best Years Of Our Lives.
I've been seeing comments here and there saying the lyrics don't make sense. This is ridiculous to me. Obviously to pull something like this off you need to bend a few grammar rules but the main point I want to make is that as funny as it sounds, the ****'s ghetto, b. Haha. Some of it can be written out in plain english and stand on it's own but there's other lines you simply have to remember I'm speaking in rap terms. When I say something like, "I'm gonna hit that belly bad, boy, like an alien, girl interrupted, then blade runner on that bitch, call that poetic justice!" - you gotta understand I'm using the movie titles to almost invent my own slang at times. The translation of those specific lines would be, "I'm going to interrupt this girl's life by having incredible sex with her, bending her like an alien, then abruptly leave her where she lays because I feel my actions are somehow justifed". Feel me?