This week’s throwback comes from yet another legend that we should have paid some homage to quite fucking long ago. By the time “Safe + Sound†[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. I’m sure damn near every rap fan has knocked some Quik shit. They just didn’t know it.
There are times when Quik looks like one of the Andre 3000s in the “Hey Ya†video. This video captures plenty such instances. Yes, hoodrats… Johnny Vulture is still single.
Pantene Pro-Quik. MC Conditioner. I could go on forever, but you know what, it’s a little too serious that you whores show this man some respect today. This is probably the rap game’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 can’t even allude to shit like that anymore. We can sex the innocent little children’s brains to a fiery, teen-pregnant death… but they can’t be talked to about drugs on any level. What are you, crazy?
If I had Winona from “Good Times†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 don’t have an aunt that taught you everything you needed to know about drugs? I’m not sure if that’s a gift of a curse. It’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 wouldn’t look so stupid.
Compton’s in the house. Enjoy.
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