I CANT BELIEVE that Jay Dee has passed away. I heard yesterday one of my good friends IMed me and told me that he heard Jay Dee was dead. I went on MTV.com and saw nothing, while I probably should have gone to some other news sources, I figured, well it might just be another one of those rumors anyway and he really can’t be dead. I mean there are more songs that need to be created for me to love. One of my favorite producers in hip-hop is gone. He had a sound ya’ll. One that a lot of other musicians closetly looked up to. He is one of Pharell and Kanye’s favorite producers. He has had his hand in some of everything and everything he’s had a hand in has been golden. I remember when me and some of my friends took a trip to Detroit for a career fair. When we went crate digging and cd searching, we had our eyes on the prize, some rare Jay Dee fare and his newest dope release Welcome to Detroit. It was like SV and Jay Dee was the soundtrack for our whole trip. Not to mention the fact that Jacky played nothing but Jay Dee, SV and Dwele the whole way there, but I didn’t complain cuz I loved it. He was apart of the Ummah, and if anyone knows me they know what that means to me. Not only is he partly responsible for my extreme devotion to Tribe, he is also the reason why Labcabincalifornia STAYS in rotation on any music playing device I get. He is the reason why I even bothered to listen to anything Madlib had because he thought enough of him to create an album together. Jay Dee was definitely underrated to those above ground and in the press, but he was certainly loved by all those that really matter. I am too thrown by this sudden death. His death to me means what Aaliyah’s death meant to her legion of fans old and new across the world. It doesn’t make sense. But we’re always taught that God doesn’t make mistakes. Maybe since Dilla is in heaven the next Tupac release will have some dope beats. Ha Ha *pours out a lil liquor* I’m bumpin Jay Dee all day in tribute, (ya’ll know I got a LOT of material to bump) I’mma put together a DJ PotpourrE Jay Dilla Tribute CD. Anyone who want’s a copy, hit me up with your address @ taleialockett@gmail.com. If I already have your address, you’ll be getting it anyway. This is one of my favorite songs I was listening to on the way home this morning. A lot of MCees and young men period, need to listen to this message put so smoothly over some Dilla production.

Little Brother – Blackstar

‘Now listen’

[Mos]

..doin this song for you.

all my little brothers.. out in the street.

strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know



[Kweli]

Yeah, the revolution will not be televised

Or broadcast live on the net

My man Mos said it’s personal.. knamsayin?

It’s gotta start from right up in here, you know



[Mos & Kweli]

You can’t stop, you know [3x]

You can’t stop when we rep



[Kweli]

We rep the ain’t-gots

Ain’t nobody can’t start no party like us, we crush the faint hearts

From Hallsey to St. Mark’s, walk in the main blocks

Painted with blood that’s still hot, so deep it stain socks

The pain spark frustration, situations lead to hatin

Some deal with drug distribution, others walk the plantation

Some know the code a’ the streets, some got a college education

Come down on the weekend, and peep the conversation



[Mos]

Yo

On the corner, units stormed out

Ghetto lookin bombed out

Police waited to roll, for those who walk the wrong route

Shorties goin all out, they got they swords drawn out

Ready to brawl out, gettin fought til they fall out

Black like Morehouse, 40 o’z is tossed out

For brothers that they mourn bout, get wrecked til it’s dawn out

Whether they broke or flossed out, honeys pass they draws out

Lookin for a ticket out the poor-house

A jungle out here

Lions keep they claws out, fangs and jaws out

Weak just get forced out

Names is called out, ghetto-fame is sought out

You wanna be the man that they talk bout

I walked out

I had some things on my mind to sort out

I thought bout the wild circumstance we born out

Remember myself at your age, when I was just like you

If that was now, I don’t know what I would do

My answer’s? closest to me

So what I say to you is goin for me

Son we both still growin indeed

But where you at, I was, and where you been, I left

Utilize my experience to guide your step

Some people get love but don’t command respect

It’s somethin that you can’t ride with a check

Over-rollin your lex or icy links that hang from your neck

If it’s real, who need to deal with the special effects?



[Kweli]

Come here, come here, yo

Lemme drop this on ya, look they gotchu cornered

The corner of the block is hot, I ain’t got to warn ya

‘Cause I see you every day, trapped in every way

‘Shit, I’m a thug, and that’s all that I can say’

Who are you anyway?

Mary J.? I spend, many nights awake, watchin you while you sleep

Tryin to figure out how to be the example, ’cause talk is cheap

As you walk the streets, study cats on the real

In a convo, just make your point to relax and chill

[Niggas] wanna destroy each other in a cypher instead a’ build

Be a- man of will, don’t be- standin still

If you- don’t plan ahead, then you- plan to fail

Do ? in a daze when the ways reveal

Like they funny style but I’m not laughin

Serious [niggas] makin money while the police is passin

Can’t wait for opportunity to knock, you gotta make it happen

It ain’t about no spectacular ways a’ rappin

Just immaculate ways a’ action.. dig?



[Mos sings]

Little Brother

I know that times is hard

Keep your mind on guard

Stay clear of things that are harmin

You’ll get along

I sing my song

For little brothers

Out there in the street

Strugglin to make ends meet

Gotta hold the heat

Strugglin so hard to compete

Stay clear of things that harm

Do it for y’all

Try to stay strong

Keep movin on [6x]

some of the words are ? that’s where they couldn’t get the exact lyric but well majority of it is here, you get the picture. Go listen to the song!

Peace