DGB Presents Off The Porch: Behind The Legend w/ DJ Scream (Pt. 1/4)


Today we release the first of an exclusive 4 part Off The Porch interview series, “Behind The Legend” with DJ Scream. We got a chance to sit down with Scream a few weeks back at a very high end studio in Atlanta where he decoded his latest project Legend. But not only did he give us the insight on how the project came together, he gave us the exclusive story on how each record came about and the history behind the songs. Scream has been running the mixtape scene and rap game for over 10 years now, taking his highly skilled talents to the next level by getting into radio the last couple years and making some big power moves. He is far from a rookie and better known as a Legend. Watch part 1 of this series and stay tuned for the next one to be released a week from today. Shot and edited by @IamZayJones

Black Bill Gates – “Dont Be Scared” ft Marley B & Swiffa prod by Maxx Payne

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Here is the first offering from our project a Tribe Called iDLe due out early May.  This song is a return to the brand of R&B that I grew to enjoy during my first years on the scene.  I honestly don’t know where the creativity and love for the craft went, but me and my krew are definitely going to do our part.  Enjoy and look for us in May!!! #wearemostdefinitelymighty

Nino Blaq – T.R.U.T.H Hosted by Black Bill Gates x DJ Cassius Cain x DJ Such n Such x DJ JumpOff


If you’re tired of being lied to, this is the tape for you! Some of the most thought provoking music I’ve heard in a long time.  With some very dope production to top it off… Hopefully we’ll see ya’ll tonight at the Department Store on Edgewood for the listening party from 7p-11p

1. Intro Interlude
2. My Own Planet      produced by Ham Kuntry Boy Fresh & Gutta Hitz
3. Feelings               produced by Genocide Beats
4. No Other Way       produced by Genocide Beats
5. Misery Love Company  feat Bipolar HB  produced by Genocide Beats
6. Jewelz                produced by Genocide Beats
7. Having Money   feat Kiyana Neal   produced by Genocide Beats
8. Trap Conscious   produced by Genocide Beats
9. Moor Interlude
10. Mystery          feat Bankroll Pj  produced by Genocide Beats
11. God is My Witness       produced by Genocide Beats
12. 4th Dimensional      feat Spotlife HB  produced by Genocide Beats
13. Ali Interlude
14. White Man’s Heaven       produced by Genocide Beats
15. Mansa Musa             produced by Genocide Beats
16. Malcolm X interlude
17. Aborignal          feat Rico Stacks  produced by Genocide Beats
18. Family Man      produced by Genocide Beats
19. Organic          produced by Genocide Beats
20. Perfect Picture     feat Kiyana Neal  produced by Genocide Beats
21. Live Life        produced by Genocide Beats

If he doesn’t Trust You, you may get ______ : Metro Boomin, as he covers FADER #kingshxt


This February in Toronto, during a mind-bogglingly frigid NBA All-Star Weekend, Metro Boomin brought out his famed confidante Future for a surprise appearance that turned a late night set at a small club into a spazzy, sweaty basement rave. Two weeks later, in East London on Metro’s first trip overseas, the crowd was so big that hundreds of kids were plowing through iron barriers and the cops had to shut down the bus lines outside the venue. The promoter, Hîm Mohamed, would later say, in lightly broken English: “It was so much a riot.”

At 22, Metro—slim, precocious, and prone to toothy smiles—is arguably the most in-demand producer in hip-hop. The success has made him increasingly itinerant, and nocturnal: when he’s not keeping rap hours with stars in studios, he’s on the road living out of Airbnb rentals and DJ’ing sold-out thousand-cap venues around the world.

But right now, in a corner suite at the downtown Atlanta W hotel, he’s just trying to decide where to buy pants. A few of his buddies, all gregarious young guys with music-industry affiliations that he’s known for years, are hanging out. They consider popping open the minibar Bombay Gin, but opt for the fancy gummy bears instead. Metro gets a phone call, and his eyes widen. He shows the pals the phone, and sings: “Can we get much higher?!” It’s Kanye. Gummy bears in mouth, they nod approvingly.

His ear to the phone, Metro picks out a bandana from among the sprawl of chargers and clothes on the tightly-pulled hotel sheets. This one’s spotted. He folds it carefully and swaps it out for the camouflage one he’s currently wearing. Then, immediately, he swaps back. The continued non-exposure of his forehead, clearly, is something to which he gives diligent consideration.

We pile into an Uber, then head out to Lenox Square Mall, the decided-upon pants-purchasing location. This whole time, Metro has kept up the phone call. There’s chatter about samples received, beats sent out, the tossing around of alluring names (Abel! Young Chop!). “I appreciate that,” Metro tells Kanye. Long pause. “Yeah.” Long pause. “Yeah, I’m just trying to put shotguns to niggas’ chests.”

Ambling through the racks of shredded Balmain jeans and $1,000 Givenchy crew necks at Neiman Marcus, Metro recaps the conversation. “This nigga ‘Ye was talking about a lotta shit. He said he was in some country I never heard of. I was like, ‘What you doing there?’ He’s like, ‘I’m in a IKEA.’” Also, he told Metro: “We really should do a production group together.”

By this, clearly, Metro is honored. But he’s also taken aback. Someone asks, politely: So’s Kanye trying to sign you? Metro scoffs at the thought. “Never. I’m a boss nigga.”

The crew pings around the mall in a manner befitting their age. Passing a pole, they unthinkingly split up and cross it on either side—a practice traditionally considered bad luck. Nearly giggling, they bow to superstition and retrace their steps to pass the pole on the right side. At regular clips, Metro is stopped and asked for photos. But it’s always done good naturedly, like the interlopers are actually old pals: “Ayo Metroooo!” In the Vans store, a kid in braces and a blazingly yellow Michigan pullover FaceTimes his friend, and puts the phone in Metro’s face. “Metro Booooomin in the cut!” he announces.

These days, Metro is as famous as a rap producer gets. It’s an odd phenomenon that happens every once in awhile: suddenly, one person’s sound pervades and dominates music. It might seem spontaneous, but in fact, it’s taken Metro years to get here. And now that his plans have come to fruition—it’s not just Kanye West that can’t stop blowing up his phone—he seems well at ease. In the shoe store, in his socks, he rolls with the attention gamely.

“Ay, where you at with the purple ceiling?” he asks the kid on FaceTime. The kid, perplexed, a bit starstruck, considers the question carefully before answering. “Uh. My room.”

Metro: “Oh, your room purple? That’s hard.”

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New details emerge in Will Smith’s Death; Loaded gun found in his vehicle

CNN – When police first described the slaying of former New Orleans Saints defensive end Will Smith, their account of what unfolded was simple.

There was a vehicle crash, police said, followed by a heated exchange and a deadly shooting after the suspect brandished a gun.
But the story of exactly what happened on the streets of New Orleans on Saturday night is getting more complicated.
The latest clues in the high-profile case: Surveillance footage showing an apparent hit-and-run crash and the discovery of loaded weapons inside vehicles days after police towed them away from the scene.
Footage revealed by CNN affiliate WVUE and another surveillance video obtained by CNN show a Mercedes SUV trailing a Hummer, until the latter vehicle stops abruptly. The Mercedes pulls up quickly, too, possibly hitting it from behind. Both vehicles are a standstill briefly, until the Hummer starts to pull over; the Mercedes, though, goes around and drives off.
A short distance away and a short time later, according to police, an altercation occurred between Smith, in a Mercedes G63 SUV, and Cardell Hayes, in a Hummer H2. This time, it was the Mercedes that was rear-ended, police said.
But Hayes didn’t drive off.
And Smith ended up dead.

DJ Cee Money – Strippers Money Weed 10


Many of you may or may not know DJ Cee Money,  he DJ’s on one of the biggest nights in Atlanta: Tuesdays at Blue Flame Lounge.  Blue Flame is one of the biggest adult entertainment establishments in the south, and one of the few who are actually owned by African Americans (seeing as though we frequent them more than anyone)

This is my first time listening to this series, and if it’s anything like the way he spins weekly, I’m all in! Enjoy!

Download: DJ Cee Money – Strippers Money Weed 10