Funkmaster Flex Must be the Number One DJ in the Country Son
It’s a hazy Wednesday evening in New York City, and a song you’ve never heard before is on the radio. It’s got an Otis Redding sample, that escalating bit right before the chorus of “Try a Little Tenderness,” and it’s not hard to recognize the voices rapping over it. Jay-Z and Kanye West are unmistakable from a hundred yards away. But something, or more accurately someone, keeps interrupting them. Explosions and bomb sound effects strafe the audio. The skitch and stutter of a record being wound back repeat over and over again.