Our West Coast homegirl Miss Interview aka Miss Special is in NYC getting her internship on with the All Out Show on Sirius/XM radio. We're definitely happy for her and proud of the recent grad for continuing to take steps in pursuing her dream in radio. Anyway, she sent over a recent interview featuring Q-Tip on the Shade 45 program. Good stuff. Hit play and enjoy.
Q-Tip, of the legendary group A Tribe Called Quest, called into Shade 45's "All Out Show" yesterday for their Throwback Thursday segment featuring the album "The Low End Theory". Q-Tip spoke to Rude Jude and Lord Sear about his approach to the classic album including him wanting it to compete with Dr. Dre's work with NWA at the time. He also spoke about Phife being involved with the creation of the album more due to him coming to the studio more during that time. He also spoke about how that very song was produced by Pete Rock and how essentially, he wanted himself, Pete Rock, and Large Professor to collaborate under the name of 'The Beat Men" but Pete wasn't necessarily feeling it. Lastly, he also named some of his favorite tracks from the album and how he doesn't listen to his own music leisurely, and how he would sympathize with J.Dilla about wanting to critique beats after songs were complete.
The internet is going nuts. I can't stop hearing the positive opinions about this amazingly dope track by Jay Electronica. This dude dropped Exhibit C and everyone is raving about it. I remember seeing him perform at Toad's Place in New Haven, CT when Nas was the headliner. He got on stage in front of a restless crowd that already waited 2 hours plus for the main man Nas to get on stage. Many people must've not known much about Mr. Electronica himself. I knew some. Won't front and act like I know dude's history. I don't. Just know enough to know he an MC to keep one ear on heavily until he drops an album so I can have both ears on his music. Notice how I said MC and not rapper. This dude lyrically spits Sistine Chapels. He got on stage, did 2 songs, didn't get a great response. Guessing his lyrics were going way over the heads of the alcohol indulging patrons. Perhaps it was just not familiar enough. Then he had the music off and went a cappella. Worse response. Some booing. A bottle thrown. Threats from Jay himself. And this is a dude that Nas cosigns. Too lyrical? Too deep? But isn't Nas that also? Didn't understand it. The crowd was filled with morons who wouldn't know a gem if the speaker was infused in the ear canal. Anyways, here's the track that thanks to the internet, blogs, tweets, emails, etc., I've been abusing. Check it out!
Jay Electronica - Exhibit C (Prod. Just Blaze)
Lyrics: When I was sleeping on the train Sleeping on Meserole Ave out in the rain Without even a single slice of pizza to my name Too proud to beg for change mastering the pain When NY niggas was calling southern rappers lame But then jackin' our slang I used to get dizzy spells, hear a little ring The voice of a angel telling me my name Telling me that one day Imma be a great man Transforming with the MegatronDon spittin' out flames Eatin' wack rappers alive shittin' out chains I ain't believe it then, nigga I was homeless Fightin', shootin' dice, smoking weed on the corners Tryna find the meaning of life in a corona Till the 5%ers rolled up on a nigga and informed him.
"You either build or destroy, where you come from?" "The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum" "Hmm, its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do And how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru."
Question 14 Muslim lesson 2: Dip diver, civilize a 85er I make the devil hit his knees and say the our father Abracadabra! You rockin' with the true and living Shout out to Light Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens, Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond While ya'll debated who's the truth like Jews and Christians I was in Cecil B, Broad St, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker 6 Mile, 7 Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot Where niggas really would pack a UHaul truck up Put the high beams on Drive up on the curb at a barbecue and hop out the back like "whats up" "Kill a nigga, rob a nigga, take a nigga, buss up" That's why when you talk that tough talk I never feel ya You sound real good and you play the part well But the energy you givin' off is so unfamiliar I don't feel ya.
Nas hit me up on the phone said "what you waitin' on" Tip hit me up on a twit said "what you waitin' on" Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin' "when you gon drop that verse nigga you takin long" So now I'm back spittin' that He could pass a polygraph That Rev Run rockin' Adidas out on Hollis Ave That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla I shock you like a eel, electric feel, Jay Electra.
They call me Jay Electronica Fuck that, call me Jay ElecHannukah Jay ElecYarmulke Jay ElecTramadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah thought your monitor My Uzi still weigh a ton, check the barometer I'm hotter then the mothafuckin' sun, check the thermometer I'm bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man My momma told me "never throw a stone and hide your hand" I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans That's why the people got my back like the Verizon man I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan Out in London, smoking, vibin while I ride the tram.
(If lyrics not 100% accurate, feel free to correct.)
