The End. RIP STEEZY. Ak-47 Shit. Reloaded.

Alright now this a bar. Started from marijuana tree’s. Started listening to The Fugees-How Many Mics? ..Many…many, many, many…

Nobody remembers the one behind the gun, but the one in front..

Guyanese patois

S/O my nigga Louis Gucci Lex (If you know, you know)

Basically, I’m the shit negus…

Listening back 5 years later…Even I don’t know what I was saying…don’t feel bad negus.

One of the first songs I recorded back when me and Joey both lived in East Flatbush a couple of streets away from each other. I might have been in 11th or 12th grade at the time. Joey was going to Edward R. Murrow, and I was attending Erasmus High School. We both went to the same Jr. High School in Crown Heights. After a few convos he convinced me to come over to his crib and record music. The rest is history.

After a trip to Statik’s crib one day to record more music, I believe he had pieces of the beat ready. Listening close to the sample, he pointed it out to me in the beginning of the sample it sounds like a choir singing “Dear Lord, let Dessy in” and after that I already had the first verse before I even stepped foot in his crib. By the time he was finish thinking about how he wanted to scratch over the record, I finished the hook and the second verse. Joey came through and I made him rap an outro to the record.

The song is actually a freestyle to “Ill Bomb” (Funkmaster Flex & Big Kap featuring LL Cool J) off LL Cool J’s “G.O.A.T.” Album PRODUCED BY DJ SCRATCH

Originally Rell and I were in the studio
and gonna put out a freestyle to the Memphis Bleek performed track “Intro – Hand It Down” off Jay’s “Vol. 2… Hard Knock Life” but when we couldn’t get an official instrumental, instead he played this beat for me and I laid vocals on it. Joey heard what I did on the track then added his vocals.