There is always something exciting going down outside of the party. There’s a whole vibrant culture to the people that weren’t let inside the club. Here is where you can find the next great, but more than likely its usually the next never will be.
Still and all people are ready to shoot their shot because you never know if its the last one you got. I am that dude. These are my peoples. My lil’ homey DJ J-Ronin spotted me on the blowout from the Hip-Hop Honors show so we politicked for a few…
The verdict is that Planet Asia has style and flow. I get links to his tracks from time to time so I’ma have to give him a second listen. Sav Kills is my dude. He reminds me of Percee P without the omnipresence. Sav Kills do be on his grizzly though. He tried to sell me his CD one day when I was standing on the corner at Union Square waiting for C.S.
The next video features the street team dude who drank too much yet still wants to fulfill his fream of performing in front of a camera. Dude obviously got dressed up to come out to the Hip-Hop Honors awards as evidenced by hy his LL Cool J ‘Exit 13’ promotional fitted cap. You could never buy class party people, and you surely can’t get it from the free schwag that a cheap ass record label gives away.
Ghetto Surf & Turf!?! Hmmmmmm, 40 Diesel called it.
