- Member: DayWalker B.
- Title: Killah Instinct
- Premiered: 2008-07-13
- GZA feat. Ghostface Killah, RZA & Killah Priest 4th Chamber
So I've been wanting to make an Afro Samurai AMV for a while now and was looking for songs that could match the anime. Eventually, GZA's stuff came to me as an obvious choice and I was surprised by the fact that this (rather popular) MC hadn't even been entered into the site catalogue of artists before. Especially GZA's metaphorical use of the sword as the tongue in his lyrics came in handy for me, so I went right ahead. However, I decided to use the song "4th Chamber", which seemed like a nice, fitting track for the kind of video I was going for (even though it also features 3 other rappers and not only GZA).
Well, I spent approximately 37 hours on this video, including pre- and postproduction. In this AMV I was mainly aiming to match the mood and feel of the song while keeping up the beat sync as well. There are several bits of straight lyric sync too, which I thought would lend an interesting element to the whole thing. The long winded lyrics were quite a challenge in this respect. Other than that, this basically follows the overall progression/themes of the anime, but it's not really linear in terms of scene choice.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy and leave some kind of feedback, if possible, after downloading.
Program(s) used: Sony Vegas 7.0d, VirtualDubMod, AviSynth 2.5, zarx264gui.
Video Track: 935 kbps / 592x320 @ 23.976 fps
Codec: H.264/MPEG-4 AVC
Audio Track: MPEG-4 AAC LC / 44100Hz, 161 kb/s, stereo
File Size: 32.7 MB (33,580 KB / 34,386,768 bytes)
GZA (and others) - 4th Chamber
"...Come boy, choose life or death..."
Verse One: Ghostface Killah
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex,
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons
Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon
Cuz I be duckin crazy spades
The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin rum out of Stanley Cups, unflammable
Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in Chicago
spine-tingle, mind boggles
Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough
Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth
Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don...
Verse Two: Killah Priest
I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me
Loungin between two pillars of ivory
I'm lively, my dome piece is like buildin stones in Greece
my poems are deep, from ancient thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed, as my mind roams the realm
My eye's the vision, memory is the film
Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds
They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd
No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit,
Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a Crip
And throw all types of fits
I leave em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips...
Verse Three: The RZA
Aiyyo, camouflage chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin'
No time to grab the gun, they already got your wife and children
A hit was sent, from the President to rage your residence
Because you had secret evidence, and documents
On how they raped the continents, and it's the prominent
dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu
Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus
You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris
Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes
of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim
like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil,
Fortified with essential vitamin and mineral
use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow
Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand chosen
Protons, electrons always cause explosions...
Verse Four: The Genius/GZA (Maximillion)
The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet
Money feed good, opposites off the set
It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed
I'm on some tax free shit by any means
Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM
I learned much from such with cons who run scams
Veterans got the game spiced like hams
And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn
Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn
Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength,
that made me truncate the limp on temp
with the stump, treat his hips like air pumps
RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught razor bumps
Scarred, tryin to figure who invented
this ????????, opium-scented, dark-tinted,
Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues
Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse.
By the way, if you can't view the local .mp4, I'd suggest you getting VLC or KMPlayer. :)