Interesting story about Pete Rock called "Pete Rock = Not a snitch"
Pete Rock = Not a snitch
Combat Jack's Top 5 gulliest moments he's experienced first hand in the music industry (that you won't hear about anywhere else on the whole effin planet but here)
#4. Pete Rock Is Not A Snitch
Back around 1993, Pete Rock was God in the greater New York City area. He was in one of the hottest rap groups (Pete Rock & CL Smooth (although I never understood whut the eff CL was saying)), he was producing hits for everyone (RUN DMC, Nas, etc.).
Around that time, a lot of of music industry players came from the Northern town of Mount Vernon (Puffy, Heavy D and the Boyz, Pete and CL). Anyways, Pete at the time, being the good dude that he is, was trying to put a local rap group called the the YG'z (short for “Young Gunz”) on. He provided these dudes with a lil cash, supplied them with ample beats and even got them a record deal with either Uptown or MCA. The problem was that these cats were really turrible. In addition, these dudes were all like ex-cons or professional crooks or some **** like that and they had no reason being in the music industry. Their single comes out and it effin stinks like cabbage and chitlins stew, they get dropped and start leaning on Pete. I guess they figure Pete's gonna continue funding them, “riding” with them or whatever the **** real thugs think they man's an 'em is supposed to do. Pete, however, realizes that these cats were a bad investment of time and energy and summarily cuts them off.
That summer, I attended a “Mt. Vernon Family Day” picnic. It was one of those picturesque days (like in a music video) and everyone was there enjoying Heavy D's special barbeque chicken and ribs. Pete, with chicken in hand, is rapping to this dime piece on her huge picnic blanket when the YG'z. show up. One of 'em requests Pete's attention and when Pete gets up to talk, the YG knocks Pete Rock in the jaw with an uppercut, catapulting dude clean over the huge ass picnic blanket. The chick is screaming, cats are scrambling to get out of there, Pete is convulsing on the ground with barbeque sauce all over his bright yellow Cross Colours jersey (cause he's knocked the **** out) and the YG'z are rifling through his pockets Debo style. Heav and the rest of the “Mt. Vernon” crew don't say **** (I guesss because the YG'z were really that gully). Pete then gets up, recovers immediately and sprints, OJ-style, across the picnic grounds with the YG'z on his tail (no homo).
From what I understand, this **** went on for a while. A few months later (winter), I was on my way to attend some music industry black tie event. When I get to the venue, I see Pete running the **** my way in a tuxedo. I move out of dude's way and a few seconds later, I see the YG'z (not in tuxedo) running after him. Where I'm going with this is that during the entire time that dudes are hazing Pete (let's say a period of like 9 months), Pete never contacts the authorities. He took his multiple beatdowns and terrorizings like a man. He may be a lot of things, but the Soul Brother #1 aint a snitch.
I dont kno why you lyin like u wouldnt send ya kids over to play...for half a billy i would probaly sell MJ the rights to my future seed Rumplestiltskin style.
Yeah, read those stories a while ago. All 5 of them are classic, there's one about 2pac, Puff, and I forgot who the other two stories were about but they're all funny as hell. Good insight into Hiphop in the mid 90's
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for me, it was the equivalent of turning off illmatic and listening to diplomatic immunity for a few hours. just because it's stupid doesnt mean it wasn't executed extremely well.
for me, it was the equivalent of turning off illmatic and listening to diplomatic immunity for a few hours. just because it's stupid doesnt mean it wasn't executed extremely well.
Combat Jack's Top 5 gulliest moments he's experienced first hand in the music industry (that you won't hear about anywhere else on the whole effin planet but here)
#4. Pete Rock Is Not A Snitch
Back around 1993, Pete Rock was God in the greater New York City area. He was in one of the hottest rap groups (Pete Rock & CL Smooth (although I never understood whut the eff CL was saying)), he was producing hits for everyone (RUN DMC, Nas, etc.).
Around that time, a lot of of music industry players came from the Northern town of Mount Vernon (Puffy, Heavy D and the Boyz, Pete and CL). Anyways, Pete at the time, being the good dude that he is, was trying to put a local rap group called the the YG'z (short for “Young Gunz”) on. He provided these dudes with a lil cash, supplied them with ample beats and even got them a record deal with either Uptown or MCA. The problem was that these cats were really turrible. In addition, these dudes were all like ex-cons or professional crooks or some **** like that and they had no reason being in the music industry. Their single comes out and it effin stinks like cabbage and chitlins stew, they get dropped and start leaning on Pete. I guess they figure Pete's gonna continue funding them, “riding” with them or whatever the **** real thugs think they man's an 'em is supposed to do. Pete, however, realizes that these cats were a bad investment of time and energy and summarily cuts them off.
That summer, I attended a “Mt. Vernon Family Day” picnic. It was one of those picturesque days (like in a music video) and everyone was there enjoying Heavy D's special barbeque chicken and ribs. Pete, with chicken in hand, is rapping to this dime piece on her huge picnic blanket when the YG'z. show up. One of 'em requests Pete's attention and when Pete gets up to talk, the YG knocks Pete Rock in the jaw with an uppercut, catapulting dude clean over the huge ass picnic blanket. The chick is screaming, cats are scrambling to get out of there, Pete is convulsing on the ground with barbeque sauce all over his bright yellow Cross Colours jersey (cause he's knocked the **** out) and the YG'z are rifling through his pockets Debo style. Heav and the rest of the “Mt. Vernon” crew don't say **** (I guesss because the YG'z were really that gully). Pete then gets up, recovers immediately and sprints, OJ-style, across the picnic grounds with the YG'z on his tail (no homo).
From what I understand, this **** went on for a while. A few months later (winter), I was on my way to attend some music industry black tie event. When I get to the venue, I see Pete running the **** my way in a tuxedo. I move out of dude's way and a few seconds later, I see the YG'z (not in tuxedo) running after him. Where I'm going with this is that during the entire time that dudes are hazing Pete (let's say a period of like 9 months), Pete never contacts the authorities. He took his multiple beatdowns and terrorizings like a man. He may be a lot of things, but the Soul Brother #1 aint a snitch.
I'm from Mt. Vernon and that is all pretty much true. I left for college the day before that picnic but I heard YGz chased Pete into the back seat of a cop car. Guess that's where that chase ended.
But they were mad cause they did not blow up but also one of the YGz was a pretty big time drug dealer at the time and Pete fukked his girl with his new found celebrity. Showdy didin't play that so yes he was terrorized on sight for awhile. And yes YGz like Keith Murray's LOD cru, and Wu Tang's hangers on is a straight up gang in Mt. Vernon. Only 2 of them rapped the rest were pretty much criminals.
"As we smoked the Chronic, Greezy was like our hero for about seven minutes, and I, for the life of me, couldn’t get out of my mind the image of ‘Pac’s tiny ass (no homo) being ushered out of the club, wrapped all up in a blanket and sheets to keep warm, with no coat on and no Chronic to smoke."
From the tupac story. WOW ...
"In addition, I heard that both Puff and K were in Los Angeles a week earlier and when Puff stepped to K about his dough, K was like "You? ***** please, I'll get atcha when I get at ya, *****!" So, at Club Esso's, when Puff steps to K again, he asks "Yo *****, you got my money?" K looks at Puff like "whatever *****" and starts to walk away when Puff whips out his cell phone (phones at the time were about the size of a brick) and starts whupping on K's head like there's no effin tomorrow! The place goes crazy, chicks are sceaming, folks are scrambling around and Positive K is catching a royal cell phone ass beating by none other than Sean "Puffy" Combs."
No wonder Lox is afraid of Puff. No wonder everyone is afraid of him. Imagien now with all the body guards and kilelrs for hire.
"As we smoked the Chronic, Greezy was like our hero for about seven minutes, and I, for the life of me, couldn’t get out of my mind the image of ‘Pac’s tiny ass (no homo) being ushered out of the club, wrapped all up in a blanket and sheets to keep warm, with no coat on and no Chronic to smoke."
From the tupac story. WOW ...
"In addition, I heard that both Puff and K were in Los Angeles a week earlier and when Puff stepped to K about his dough, K was like "You? ***** please, I'll get atcha when I get at ya, *****!" So, at Club Esso's, when Puff steps to K again, he asks "Yo *****, you got my money?" K looks at Puff like "whatever *****" and starts to walk away when Puff whips out his cell phone (phones at the time were about the size of a brick) and starts whupping on K's head like there's no effin tomorrow! The place goes crazy, chicks are sceaming, folks are scrambling around and Positive K is catching a royal cell phone ass beating by none other than Sean "Puffy" Combs."
No wonder Lox is afraid of Puff. No wonder everyone is afraid of him. Imagien now with all the body guards and kilelrs for hire.
That was funny story. Puf got a temper son ask Steve Stoute.
I dont kno why you lyin like u wouldnt send ya kids over to play...for half a billy i would probaly sell MJ the rights to my future seed Rumplestiltskin style.
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Interesting story about Pete Rock called "Pete Rock = Not a snitch"
