This weekâ€™s throwback comes from yet another legend that we should have paid some homage to quite fucking long ago. By the time â€œSafe + Soundâ€ [watch it now] was released DJ Quik was already a household name on the west. For some strange reason, his swagger, funky production, sharp, nasal flow, red clothes and flowing perm never really hit big on the other side of the Mississippi. For fucking shame. Iâ€™m sure damn near every rap fan has knocked some Quik shit. They just didnâ€™t know it.
There are times when Quik looks like one of the Andre 3000s in the â€œHey Yaâ€ video. This video captures plenty such instances. Yes, hoodratsâ€¦ Johnny Vulture is still single.
Pantene Pro-Quik. MC Conditioner. I could go on forever, but you know what, itâ€™s a little too serious that you whores show this man some respect today. This is probably the rap gameâ€™s single most unsung hero.
Peep the noddin ass little kid that was once The Quiksta. Standards have most certainly changed in music videos. You canâ€™t even allude to shit like that anymore. We can sex the innocent little childrenâ€™s brains to a fiery, teen-pregnant deathâ€¦ but they canâ€™t be talked to about drugs on any level. What are you, crazy?
If I had Winona from â€œGood Timesâ€ cookin and baggin my shit, my criminal career might have gone a lot differently than it had. It might have been longer than 3 days. What? You donâ€™t have an aunt that taught you everything you needed to know about drugs? Iâ€™m not sure if thatâ€™s a gift of a curse. Itâ€™s definitely playing with fire [either to cook or light your rocks].
David Blake told some of the realest stories on record. Not so many artists convey honesty the way Quik does time and again. If all bangers were as cold as DJ Quik, maybe that shit wouldnâ€™t look so stupid.
Comptonâ€™s in the house. Enjoy.
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