Need help!!!

[Nitro]

So, I'm writing a song to the beat below, and I assumed because the video is 5min long that the beat lasted that long...nope. I realized that once I wrote over 3min of lyrics only to find out I have no more beat to record over, which I plan on doing in a week or two. So, does anyone have the experience and/or technology to, once the song reaches like 3:22, to loop it over starting at around 0:21?

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9pc6Qr946g

 

If not, I'll just have to finish writing the song and cut mad lines out (currently has 68 lines, I was planning on writing at least 30 more).

[Guru]

Download Audacity.

It is seriously the simplest/easiest program for this type of stuff.

And it is free.

[Real Deal]

http://www.otrbasketball.com/beat.mp3

 

You can sort of tell where I merged it, but that's because of the song and where you asked to restart it from.

 

And, I added a fade at the end, song is around 5:30.

 

http://www.otrbasketball.com/beat.mp3

[Nitro]

http://www.otrbasketball.com/beat.mp3

 

You can sort of tell where I merged it, but that's because of the song and where you asked to restart it from.

 

And, I added a fade at the end, song is around 5:30.

 

http://www.otrbasketball.com/beat.mp3

 

You're awesome man, great work!! Thanks a lot!

[Nitro]

BTW here's what I got so far, it's a slimmed down 2nd draft:

 

Yo lemme tell you of the story of the kid AsIll

His life is like a movie, reminisce of past stills

He was born in November, the 18th day

The spirit of a saint, innocence washed away

By the hand of God his parents sparked new life

But his soul started rotting thought his bid was trife

At the age of eight, though his life was great

His mom started drinkin, then she’d come home late

He sat and wait, minutes, then hours went by

As the clock ticked, he screamed why then cried

Mom arrived blacked out, he thought she dead

When he looked in her eyes, not a word was said

He’d bring her peanut butter spread out on bread

Felt helpless and alone, he picked up the phone

And called his dad screaming in a high pitched tone

“Hey daddy, mommy’s dying, what should I do?

Can I wake her up, I tried, I ain’t got no clue”

Later that month dad filed for divorce

And was granted full custody by the courts

He told his son don’t cry baby cut your loss

But hatred built up through AsIll’s veins

Is mom dead, not sleepin, yeah that’s real pain

They moved 3 times in 3 long years

“I’m switchin schools again, what about my peers?”

He was told to man up cuz life’s real hard

Still he felt empty, youthful heart was scarred

His dad remarried to a cold hearted [expletive]

Just thinking about her face still makes him twitch

And his mom was in a struggle, she almost died twice

Never in her life did one drink suffice

Besides family stress, why don’t you guess

At school he’s picked on, always seen as less

At home his family hated him, degraded him

His room was in the basement, far away from them

The [expletive] was too much, so he bought a dutch

Broke up all the weed, and then rolled a blunt

Addiction kicked in, goin outta sight

Poppin e pills, lights shined so bright

In 6 months he [expletive]in lost 50 pounds

His head was immersed by the pounding sounds

Of 2Pac spitting Death Around the Corner

It became his anthem, a fandom caused tandem

Every night he was tortured by demons

The nightmares set in every time he was sleepin

His family found out he’s just like his mom

They kicked him out the house, mad [expletive] gone wrong

Losing in faith in Christ, he took a knife and sliced

Both of his wrists, son rolled the dice

He was locked in a hospital like a caged rat

The shining son had fallen and he can't turn back

Ten days, post-attempt, got released in peace

Didn’t cease using drugs, in fact he feast

A rebel, no cause, stupid little martyr

Disease accelerated, he started goin harder

Blowin grams of coke, buyin stamps of dope

Felt like he’s in the crosshairs of a sniper scope

Overdosed on pills, facin death at will

All of life’s beauty didn’t fit the bill

A few months later, slipped and got arrested

Probation is a [expletive] and patience is a virtue

If a mirror passed he smashed the glass

Shootin up dope, throwin spikes in trash

He started scheming ways to make cash fast

Dealin out buds, [expletive]ed up, then crashed

Another arrest, a step away from jail

His whole [expletive]in life was like one big fail

But his views have changed, now the chemist in a lab

Finding dreams can had through the mic he grabs

For the first time ever he feels alive

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive

Edited December 14, 2010 by Nitro