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Photo by Jamie-James Medina.
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At 3:30 a.m., some young MCs from East London’s Nasty Crew started spitting 600 mph raps over beats from their boy Jammer. They tore the fucking house down. They all grew up in the grimy estates of East London and used pure guerrilla tacticspirate radio, illegal ravesto attract the attention of people like our boy Mikey Streets, who just got Nasty MCs Monkey and Sharky to do some vocals for him.
Jammer: Cuz with us it’s not even about drugs, y’know. Nowadays, the music that we’re making isn’t about Es and all that. You smoke some weed, feel the vibe, drink a little drink and then you’re listening to the beats and the lyrics and that gives you the energy. You don’t want to be taking too much drugs and shit, ya get me?
Not even cocaine?
Nah, bro. No way.
You look down on people who do it?
Dont get man wrong, I know man who smoke work [crack], but no more, ya get me? He fixed up. But if a man smoked work, thats a workhead even now. It depends how a mans mentality is, but I dont want no workheads around me, ya get me?
Whats up with Monkey? How did he get that name?
Cuz he spits like hes smoking monk [skunk]. With bare gaps. Poet, tho. He paint a picture. He more advanced than Mike Skinner. He got a higher vocab still. Ya get me?
JACK STEEL
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