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Rap Sh!t 1x7 | “Something For The DJ”

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Lamont Diggs | Rap Sh!t 1.03 “Something for The Hood”

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A ship I love that I don’t really talk about because the show isn’t that tumblr friendly (seriously I can’t even find a screenshot of them interacting romantically)

Mia and Lamont from Rap Sh!t. They’re both extremely flawed and won’t get out of their own way when it comes to being a family with their daughter. But I’m rooting for them hard all the same. Their love for each other is palpable and their dynamic is easy and natural. They’re one of those “what the fuck are you doing y’all are perfect for each other!” kind of ships that I need to see end the show together. Not to mention they’re both very physically appealing to me which doesn’t hurt 😅

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When It Feels Right

Pairing: Lamont Diggs x Black!Fem!/ Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, You are in charge of your own reading experience. Intentional use of AAVE. SMUT. PWP, cursing, protected PIV, oral (female receiving) fingering (female receiving) teasing/mocking, size kink, dirty talk, praise kink, all consensual. Use of n-word. Drug use.

Summary: Lamont invited you to his studio to help work on his new beat. You help him in more ways than one.

Word Count: 5,057k

A/N: Hello, my loves. I have been feral for this man since watching this show. This was LONG overdue. This is the winner of the Fic poll, thank you to everyone who voted! ONE SHOT. Please, please consider commenting and reblogging to help support writers! And please put ages in bios! Or get blockt!

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Lamont released a heavy cloud of smoke in the air. You bobbed your head to the new beat he made. Lamont matched your bobbing head, a slow grin working its way across his face. You rolled your eyes and turned away from him, trying to feel the beat without him coloring your opinion.

Just because he was your best friend didn’t mean that you couldn’t lay down the truth when needed. The good Lord knew that he didn’t need an even bigger head. 

As the beat faded and came to a close, Lamont clapped his hands in the too silent studio. It was a rare night where he didn’t have Melissa, couldn’t sleep, and his boys weren’t in the background smoking up all the weed. 

“Go on and tell me that’s hot!” He yelled and clapped his hands again. He played with a few switches on the switchboard and then swung his chair to face you. You swung idly on your own chair, back and forth. 

You gave him a funny look, not willing to admit that it was good. Of course it was good. Dude really knew his fucking craft. 

“It’s aight,” you said and dismissed him with a wave.

“Bullshit!” Lamont yelled. The joint hung from his lips as his long, delicate fingers flew over switches and knobs and he ran the track back. The deep bass thumped through the speakers once more and he turned to you, brows furrowing to gauge your reaction.

“Damn, I’m playing!” You said and giggled. You pushed away from his too intense stare. He sucked his teeth and pushed you back.

“Tell me what you really think, damn,” he said. 

“Nah, that shit is fire, Lamont. Seriously, you tore this up,” you said.

“Thanks, thanks. Just need some dope lyrics on it. Tired of them mumble rapper m’fucka’s,” Lamont said. 

He shook his head, his locs tussling over his face and dropping into his eyes. Your hand itched to push it away so you could continue looking at him. You swung your chair away from him so that your face didn’t give you away. It was the weed talking, nothing more. 

You played with the sleeves of your sweater, swinging around and around in circles until his studio became a dizzy array of green and red. Like Christmas. That was a much safer line of thinking. You could think about lights, gingerbread houses, and pinecones and not about how Lamont’s lips poked out, ready to be kissed.

Lamont turned down the beat and deposited the joint in the nearby ashtray. The smell was loud, filling your senses with its aroma. You smacked his shoulder as you passed him and then smacked it again until he relented and handed it to you.

You took a lungful, holding it in and rolling it around your tongue before releasing it back out into the studio. You watched the smoke lift towards the popcorn ceiling, wishing it would take your thoughts with it. You smoked so that your brain could pause like a TV show. So that you could stop to take in the details around you and make sense of it. 

Your stomach turned and roiled so you stuck your foot out to slow your spins. Lamont was on his phone scrolling through Instagram.

“You always on that damn phone,” you said, grinning as you realized that you sounded like your mama. 

“Okay, Ms. Etta,” he said.

“Shut up! That is not my mama name!” 

Lamont peeked at you from the curtain of his locs and smirked, holding out his hand for the joint. You took one last inhale, the burning embers at the end filling your peripheral vision before you handed it back to him. He dumped the ashes and then took a puff, putting it down on the ashtray. 

Lamont returned his attention back to his phone, head slightly bouncing to the beat he made. Your eyes slowly tracked over all of the mini orange, red, and green lights blinking from the switchboard.

This was the kind of laid back music that would be in a lounge somewhere. Your mind’s eye filled in details of blue ambient lighting. Black men and women and those in between dressed in their finest business casual. Men in deep, monochromatic suits and shiny shoes. Women in dresses a hair shy of too short, showing off long, thick legs and strappy high heels. 

You pictured glasses clinking, words whispered amongst friends, and glances thrown across the room. Ballers sending trays of drinks to the group of women at the bar knowing exactly what they were doing by leaning over it. 

It was a type of sexy beat that you felt in your inner thighs first. The thrumming bass making your thighs jiggle. Warming heat working its way up your spine until you couldn’t help but nod your head, bump your shoulders, and look at your friend to see if they were feeling the beat like you were.

You turned to Lamont, ready to tell him, when his nose was buried in his phone again. You groaned and reached out to slap your hand over the phone.

“You said you wanted no distractions tonight, remember?” You asked.

“I’m done with the beat though,” he said. He moved his phone out of your way and you leaned over a little further to try and snatch it from his fingers. His arms were longer than yours and he easily held it away from you. 

“You said not to let you get distracted. Hand it here,” you said. You snapped your fingers. Lamont shook his head, his locs whipping across his face. His gold chain glinted in the low lighting and it was stark against his white T-shirt, dyed green in the studio lighting.

“You ain’t gon’ snap yo fingers like you somebody,” he said.

“I AM! SOME-BODY!” You cackled at your own joke, eyes wide and smiling so big that your cheeks ached. 

“Goofy ass. You need to stay off this shit,” he said. 

“Boo, you’re no fun,” you said. You continued to reach across the short space between you, trying to reach his phone. You were high, but not that high. Your thoughts were coherent and slow. Like you could pluck each of them out and lay them on a blanket. That you could take your time and choose between them like choosing your outfit. 

“C’mon, watch out,” he said. He nudged you back but you were undeterred. Your tongue stuck out of your mouth, so deep in your concentration. Lamont chuckled, effortlessly fighting you off. 

You huffed and you huffed but you could not blow this wolf down. You sat back in the seat and sighed. “For real, Lamont. I did not come over here, at midnight, just for you to play on your phone. I wanna see some magic,” you said.

“Girl, I just showed yo ass the Magic Kingdom,” he said.

You laughed at his corny ass line and shook your head. “One beat is all you got?” You asked.

“All I got?” Lamont scoffed, affronted that you would even suggest such a thing. 

You inwardly grinned, using your knowledge of him to your advantage. He always rose to the occasion. He was almost too easy as he sat forward in his seat. His left hand dropped the phone in between you while he focused on the board once more.

Where you only saw switches and gears, he saw instruments. This board was a modern orchestra and he knew exactly which sounds to pull from it. Which drums sounded dirty enough to warrant adding snares and strings. 

You snatched his phone from beside him. He instantly balked, trying to get it back from you. You didn’t have the length he did, so you had to resort to putting it behind your back and trying to slide your chair away from him.

He put one hand on your chair to stop your retreat and then the other went in search of his missing phone.

“C’mon, stop playing!” He laughed as he struggled to get the phone from you.

You only had so many places to stick it. You kept moving it like you were playing hot potato with it, tossing it from one hand to the other. “You come on! I know why you call me here. So I can keep yo ass focused!”

“I focus just fine without you. Ever think I just want your company?” He asked.

“Duh, you always want my company,” you teased, still moving the phone every two seconds while he lunged for it. A giddy feeling swelled in your chest like a balloon, filling up all of your hollow crevices and giving you the feeling of floating despite feeling heavy. 

“Always? You loud and wrong,” he said. He sat back with a huff, eying you. You grinned, looking for any type of eye twitch or flicker. Anything to indicate that he would make a sudden move and try to snatch it from you. 

“Oh? I guess I should just leave then,” you said. You leaned out of the chair, butt hovering over the seat that was practically molded to your ass by now. You felt a few twinges. The side effect of sitting too long. All this cushion in your ass didn’t mean shit. 

“Man, sit yo ass down and hand me my phone. Please?” Lamont asked. But the please was not sincere. You stuck out your tongue while you placed the phone down your shirt.

The warm metal laid across your skin and you grinned at Lamont’s expression. His face kind of froze. Or paused while he stared at your chest. It was nothing new for the two of you, so you couldn’t name why it made your belly flip. 

“You think that’s gon’ stop me?” He asked. Was it you or did his voice get a little deeper? A little rougher? 

You adjusted the phone against your cleavage and threw up your hands. “What you gon’ do?” You asked.

Lamont licked his lips, a small smile forming on his lips. “You know I can just turn you upside down and shake you like a toy?” 

Nope. That did not make your pussy flutter. You did not imagine shaking for entirely different reasons. 

There was always this thickness between you and Lamont. A sort of sticky, gooey middle that kept you glued to his side all these years. You had been friends for so long, you didn’t remember the exact number. Where one went, there went the other. There was always a lingering look, a hand on the hip placed too long, a bite to the lip. 

You never crossed the line. The timing was never right. Either you were with somebody or he was. He was nursing your broken heart while you were getting him turnt up for his. He had an entire baby with Mia who had him wrapped around her tiny manicured pinky. Despite his protests otherwise. 

Now. Now you were both single. Unattached. No messy drama getting in the way. 

“Whatever, Lamont. I am here to keep you on track,” you said. You shook your head and smacked your lips. “Literally and figuratively.” 

“Gimme my phone,” he said, that same rough voice dancing along the sticky gooeyness that made your toes curl. He didn’t need to see the way you looked down trying to get yourself under control. 

“What you gon’ do?” You asked, rolling your neck for emphasis.

He smiled and shook his head. He waved his fingers in a ‘come on’ gesture and you smacked his hand. 

“What you gon’ do? What you gon’ do?” You kept asking, waiting for him to reply. To say something. Anything. You were tossing out the question like a fishing line, baiting him with delicious chum. With the irresistible urge to either latch on and let you know that it wasn’t just you or toss it aside and let it drop once and for all. 

“Say it one more time and I’ll show you what I’m gon’ do,” he said. 

“What you gon’ do?” You said slowly, enunciating each word so there were no misunderstandings.

Lamont’s hand shot out and pulled your fuzzy sweater away from your chest. His other hand snuck up your shirt and went fishing around for his phone. But his hands roamed too broadly, lightly squeezing your titty every so often. 

“Lamont!” You yelled. 

He licked his lips and got closer. His breath fanned across your face, a subtle mix of candy and weed. His hand continued to roam while he slowly closed the distance between your lips. He looked at you the entire time, giving you ample opportunity to back away.

But you wanted this. You casted that fishing line out into the ether, so you closed the distance for him. You pressed your lips against his finally. Your dreams didn’t come close. It was nothing like what you thought it would be and everything you dreamt it could. 

His lips were soft against yours. Smooth tongue running over your lips and sloppily slanting against yours. You hummed, low and softly but you were sure he heard it. His hands continued to roam under your shirt, no longer seeking his phone. 

Instead, his hands found your breasts and began to knead them, fingers grappling for your nipple. As soon as his fingers found that little pebble – no bra because you hadn’t felt like throwing on one just to chill with Lamont – he squeezed and rolled it between his fingers.

“Oh shit,” you said against his lips, finally pulling back far enough to get some air. Some room. 

“Mhm,” he moaned. “You think I ain’t been paying attention these past few years?” He asked.

“Wh-what you mean?” You asked. He rolled his lips around yours, kissing you but only just so. His wide nose danced against yours. One thing about high sex that you loved was how sensitive you became. How the little hairs on your skin picked up the different changes in temperature or tingled with every brush of skin. 

“All them nasty ass stories you liked to tell. About how men never hit it how you like,” he said.

He switched his hand to your other titty, seeking your nipple a lot faster. He rolled it in between your fingers and your breath stuttered. 

Already, he was leagues better than half the guys you’d been with. Or perhaps it was your lingering, previously unclaimed chemistry, doing most of the work for you. This was inevitable. Your lips would always meet his. His hands would always press into your skin. 

“You remember that?” You asked.

“Kept hoping it would be me in one of them stories. ‘Cept, I know what I’m doin’,” he said.

You giggled and pushed away from him. “Big fuckin’ words, boy,” you said.

Lamont had a playful frown on his face, considering your words, before he slapped his hands onto the arm rests of your chair. He caged you in your chair while he leaned down for more kisses.

His lips were like little clouds of heaven. Each one sweet, soft, and lazy. He lowered himself to his knees, still too tall for his own good. He kept kissing you, even while his hands went roaming again. 

He pulled your sweater off and took in the white tank underneath. His lips found yours again as if he didn’t want to be gone too long. He mixed in nips and licks to keep you on your toes. He grabbed his phone from out of your tank and placed it on the edge of the switch board.

He returned his attention to your body, kissing and biting you through the fabric of your tank. You felt him, but you didn’t really feel him. You lifted the tank and threw it over your head.

Cool air from the studio hit your upper body and you immediately shivered. Even with the thumping beat and lingering smoke, you weren’t warm enough. Lamont helped you lower your leggings and panties, pulling them off and throwing them across the room.

You were fully naked, staring into his dark eyes while he was still dressed. He leaned back, took in your curves, dips, and valleys with a satisfied grin.

“So that’s what you look like underneath all them damn sweaters. You been keepin’ this from me?” He asked.

He rubbed the goosebumps from your arms, scooting in between your legs and making you spread them wider to accommodate him. He looked you in the eye while he lifted one leg, kissed it, ran his tongue right behind your knee before placing it on the arm rest.

You felt ready to explode. He did the same to your other leg, but trailed more kisses down the length of it before placing it on the arm rest.

“You gon’ answer me?” He asked.

“Waat?” You asked. 

He chuckled. “You were just gon’ keep hiding this from me?” He asked.

“I-I wasn’t trynna hide it,” you said. Your words were slow to form and even slower to get out. 

“You wasn’t? Then why I ain’t never get a taste yet?” He asked.

He leaned across your body. His cotton shirt was almost too rough against your skin. You hissed, moving away from him but he moved forward anyway. The shirt tickled your skin but you didn’t have enough air in your lungs to giggle. 

Anticipation flipped in your belly, like it was playing hopscotch in there. You didn’t know what he was going to do next. You were on an infinite precipice of waiting.

He didn’t make you wait long. He kissed you, moving his hands between you to brush his fingers along your wet seam. You jerked in the chair but he had you effectively pinned. You had nowhere to go. Trapped in the chair with him covering your naked body. 

You moaned, licked your lips in between kisses, and then went back to feeling those sexy lips on yours. 

His fingers pushed in, separating your pussy lips and dipping into your heated essence. He moaned into your lips, tugging on your bottom lip. “You always get this wet?” He asked.

“Uh-uh,” you said. 

“No? I just bring that out of you?” He asked.

“Uh-huh,” you said. You had no words. With every swipe of his fingers, he pulled them out of your head. Each pass of his fingers around your clit made one more word disappear like air. 

“So that means I get to taste it right?” He asked. He moved his nose against yours and you sighed, your pussy clenching around nothing. 

“Uh-huh,” you said, lips finding his again and again. His wet, suckling kisses made you see stars behind your eyelids. 

His knuckle nudged into your clit and you hissed, releasing the air in short bursts. “Oh, she a little excited,” he said.

“Oh shit,” you moaned. “Don’t tease me.” 

“Don’t tease you? I like teasing you. I finally know how to shut that attitude up,” he said.

“You too damn cocky,” you moaned. 

“Still running that mouth,” he said. He moved his fingers to dip in and out of your pussy, pushing his fingers deep to his knuckle. Your mouth dropped open, eyes turned bruising. 

He moved his lips to your jaw and kissed down to your neck. He sprinkled kisses across your chest and then licked your nipple into his mouth, suckling. “Oh my god,” you gasped, back lifting from the chair.

Your pussy greedily sucked his fingers inside. “That’s right. Grip them fingers. Show me you like what I’m doing to you. Getting wetter over here, I’m gon’ have to buy a new chair,” he whispered around your nipple.

Your hands came up to play with his locs, rolling them between your fingers and loving the feel of them. You were in sensory overload. Everything was too much and not enough. Lamont’s filthy words had you screaming towards a climax, thighs shaking and pussy gripping him tighter.

“That’s fuckin’ right. Been dyin’ to know what you look like when you cum. You gon’ look like that riding this dick? Huh? How many pretty faces can you make while I’m rearranging your guts?” He asked.

“Lamont!” You twitched. 

He continued to pump his fingers as you calmed down. It was like he was exploring your pussy with his fingers. Trying to gauge how deep you could take him. Your grip tightened around his neck and he hummed, flicking his tongue against your nipple.

When you relaxed against the chair, Lamont slowed down his fingers until stopping altogether. He licked his fingers and moaned. “Taste so fuckin’ good. You doing okay?” He asked.

You nodded, loosening your grip on his neck. You wiped up run away drool, feeling a bit embarrassed that a little finger action made you cum quicker than a man in a porn store. 

Lamont shook his head, shaking the locs from his face as he pressed his face into your pussy. He took a loud, deep breathe and blew air between your pussy lips.

“Oh shit!” You screamed, hands flying back to his head. You gripped his hair while he began to eat you out in earnest, using his tongue first. 

He leaned back and hummed, slapped your pussy. “Damn,” he moaned. “So fuckin’ good.” He was a messy eater, digging in like it was his last meal. His lips wrapped around your clit and sucked. He brought his hands up to roll your nipples between his fingers, squeezing and squeezing until he pinched them.

“Fuck, fuck. Lamont! Damn,” you moaned, biting your lip. Fuck! It felt too good. So damn good with his lips between your thighs and his locs tickling your skin, and your hands digging into his head. Smashing his face into your pussy, giving him free rein to explore this thing between you. 

“Name sound sexy on your lips. Say it again,” he said, coming up for a bite of air. 

“Lamont,” you said with a grin. His eyes flicked to yours while he continued to make out with your pussy.

“Again,” he said, muffled against your wet core. 

Lamont!” You moaned while your orgasm was cresting the surface. Pressure built in your lower belly, getting so close with each new flick. Each new lick. Each new moan that told you he liked what was between your thighs. The thought that you could please him, even by the small act of being wet for him, turned the tide.

Your hand flew back to the back of the chair to steady you while your back arched. “Oh shit, Lamont!” Your neck rolled against the top of the chair while your body twitched and convulsed. Your body turned limp, riding the orgasm wherever it took you. However you looked while you spasmed. 

“Tasting so fuckin’ good. Fuck, I been missing out,” Lamonst said into your pussy. He continued to lap like a cat to cream. “So fuckin’ sweet. So fuckin’ good.” 

He lumbered to his feet, tossing off his white shirt. His chain bounced against his dark skin. His tattoos were darker still, spread out all over his body. You watched him through slitted eyes while he unzipped his pants. 

He freed his dick and rubbed the hardened length. Shit, he was perfect. Big and girthy. It was always the skinniest niggas that packed the biggest punch. It had a slight curve to it and your pussy clenched just seeing it.

He dug into his pocket and grabbed his wallet, flipping it open and grabbing a condom. He tore it open, found the right side, and then pinched the tip. You watched him as he rolled it onto his dick, adjusting here or there until it was fully on.

He pushed your thighs back on the chair. It protested with a loud groan, conflicting with a different beat in the background. Something laid back, lazy, and slow. Light danced over his features while he leaned forward, towering over you bent like a pretzel in his chair.

“You feelin’ aiight?” He asked.

“Yes, nigga!” You said with a smack of your teeth. He chuckled, grabbing your throat with his left hand. Your eyes rolled involuntarily, hand flying to grab his wrist. Not to push him away, but to keep him there. To push for more pressure.

He obliged you, squeezing harder until you were ready to cum just from that. “You must need some dick to get you right,” he said. 

“Umph, yesss,” you moaned. 

He used his right hand to grip his dick and run it through your damp folds, getting the condom slick with your wetness. He pushed in slowly. You hissed, pushing against his thighs. 

“Uh-uh, don’t push me away. Move them hands,” he said.

“But Lamont–”

“Move. Them. Hands,” he growled, getting close to your face and squeezing your neck.

You moved your hands with a whine. He was too damn big. He rolled his hips, sliding inside of you and working his way deeper. Your hands flew back to his thighs, pushing at him.

“Move them fuckin’ hands,” he rasped. 

“Please,” you begged. You were going to pass out. There was too much pleasure. Too much desire and lust. Too much of him. His scent, his sighs, his scorching looks. He lit fires in your veins that made you whimper and pout.

“Move them fuckin’ hands right now,” he said.

Again, your hands slid away from his sweat-slick thighs with a whine. The sound was needy and desperate. You had no way of slowing this down. Slowing it down to a pace you could quickly adjust to.

His dick didn’t hurt, he just stretched you deliciously. So much so that you had a goofy smile spread across your lips like icing on a cake. You moved your hands back to his hand on your neck.

He rolled and moved his hips, stroking into you with deep, long thrusts at a steady pace that stole your breath. You whined, choppy hums in your throat. “Why you doin’ this to meeee,” you moaned. 

“‘Cause I been waiting too long to get in this pussy. I’ma enjoy that shit,” he said. He smirked and dropped down to kiss you while he stroked deeper still.

You sank onto his dick while he rolled his hips, moaning with every glide. He lifted his head and rolled his neck, closing his eyes. You watched his face while he stroked, watched as he found some type of groove like your body was the switchboard and he was making a complicated beat.

He lined up perfectly. Your back arched. “Oh fuck, oh fuck. Right there, right there, Lamont,” you moaned.

“Right there?” He asked. He kept hitting your sweet spot, not deviating in the slightest. 

“Right there, oh my god, I’m gon’ cum,” you moaned.

“Give it to me. Let me feel that pretty pussy grippin’ this dick. She feel so fuckin’ good. Wrapped around this dick. This what you needed? Huh? This what you needed? Them other niggas ain’t have all this for you, did they?”

Each of his questions grew fainter as your orgasm came closer and closer. Your hand pushed against his chest. Your eyes were too far in the back of your head. You were worrying a groove into your bottom lip by biting too hard. 

“You still with me? This dick got yo tongue?” He asked.

“I’m-” You came with a loud moan, louder than you had ever moaned before. You twitched in the chair, the groans from it sounded violent. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Feel so good, Lamont!” You cried out. Yelled out. 

It was a good thing that you were in a proper studio and there was no one around to hear you. Had you been at your place, your neighbors would know his fucking name. 

Your hands scratched at his stomach while he chuckled and kept stroking. “Fuck. You squeezin’ the fuck outta me. You ain’t trynna let me go, huh? Now that you know I know how to hit it right. What got you screaming. What got you moaning. What got you cummin’ on this dick like that,” he said. 

“Oh baby,” you moaned. 

“I’m baby now? What happened to my name?” He asked.

At this point, you didn’t know your own name. You clenched around his dick and he cursed, slamming into you one more time before you felt him twitch inside. You had an errant fantasy about him cumming inside you, spilling his fat load into you and then fucking it into you. 

You tucked that particular one to the back of your mind while Lamont dropped against you, loosening his grip around your throat. Your matching pants and gasps made the moment soft but fuzzy around the edges. Like when you first woke up from a good nap and didn’t know what year it was or what you were doing beforehand.

Lamont slipped out of you, stumbling back. He took off the condom, tied the ends, and threw it in the nearest trash can. He sat in own chair. He tucked himself back in but didn’t zip up his pants. 

You slowly lowered your legs from the chair, feeling thoroughly fucked out. You looked towards Lamont who was studying you in the same way. He smiled first. Your smile matched his as the gravity of what you just did sunk in. 

Sunk down deep into your bones. There was no going back from this. There was no way to pretend this didn’t exist. That he wasn’t just deep enough in your guts to still feel the lingering effects. You felt empty without him. 

“We wasted too much fuckin’ time,” he said softly. You nodded and licked your lips.

You tapped the tips of your fingers trying to reorient yourself. Bring yourself down to reality. The reality of you with Lamont. You smiled. “Let’s not waste anymore.”

You had sex again on his red, leather couch. Nasty, intense sex where his hands were back around your throat, he was stroking deep in your guts, and staring into your eyes while he continued to shatter your world over and over again. You grinned and giggled in between his nasty words and your faint pleas for mercy. 

You didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but you were excited to find out.

THE END

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Ashton Sanders, Zolee Griggs, Johnell Young, Siddiq Saunderson, Marcus Callender, Uyoata Udi, Shameik Moore, Damani Sease & Julian Elijah Martinez

Reliving Wu-Tang Forever

By Kayla Marra

Iconic rap group The Wu-Tang Clan took the 90s by storm with classic songs such as “C.R.E.A.M.,” “Da Mystery of Cheeseboxin’,” “Duck Seazon,” and many more. 

The group was formed in 1991 in Staten Island, New York. It comprised of GZA, RZA, Method Man, Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, U-God, and Masta Killa.

All these year later, Hulu’s original series Wu-Tang: An American Saga highlights the trials and tribulations the members of the group went through amid the cocaine epidemic in the 1990s. During the first season, we saw how Bobby Diggs’ (RZA’s) passion for music drives him. That same passion finally brings the members of The Wu-Tang Clan together in the second season, streaming on Hulu starting September 8, 2021. 

We were lucky enough to speak with most of the cast on Zoom leading up to the new episodes. These co-stars included Ashton Sanders playing Bobby Diggs (RZA), Julian Elijah Martinez playing Mitchell Diggs (Divine, RZA’s brother), Marcus Callender playing Oliver Grant (Power), Uyoata Udi playing Jason Richard Hunter (Inspectah Deck), Zolee Griggs playing Shurrie Diggs (RZA’s sister), Shameik Moore playing Corey Woods (Raekwon), Damani Sease playing Lamont Jody Hawkins (U-God), Siddiq Saunderson playing Dennis Coles (Ghostface Killah), and Johnell Young playing Gary Earl Rice (GZA). They discussed how they prepared for their roles, how they got involved with a now hit series, what it was like working with Wu-Tang member RZA, and much more.

Congratulations on the tremendous success of Wu-Tang: An American Saga, as well as the second season coming out in just a couple of weeks. How did you get involved with such a popular series? 

Ashton Sanders: That is a great question, Kayla. It's a throwback question, actually. I initially had a meeting with RZA in Los Angeles. It was RZA and one of the producing partners on the show, Alex Tse. RZA brought me in. He had just seen me in Equalizer 2 with Denzel Washington. He essentially was like, "Yo, there's something about that character, that I feel. I see a lot of a lot of Bobby. I would love for you to come in and make this happen.” So that happened, the show happened. And yeah, now we're here. It's all been a very crazy ride. It's all been very special. Like you said, the group is very iconic. I'm 25. At the time, when I got the part, I was 23. I had to really dive in and really get into the group. I only knew so much. When you do [get to know the group], you start to realize why they were so iconic, why they were moving to coach me so much. Then you put on the character, and you are feeling like you're living the lives of these people. You're able to appreciate them more on a deeper level outside of the music. It's been special, man. I love it. 

Zolee Griggs: Back in 2018, I got an audition for a show. Of course, hearing that Wu-Tang was having a show about their lives captivated me immediately. A lot of people don't know much about the Wu-Tang Clan, so that was the first thing that got me. I auditioned and I was lucky enough to get a callback. Then I did a chemistry read with Siddiq [Saunderson], which was the first time we met. I got the role right before Christmas, so I call it an early Christmas gift! I'm super appreciative that we've made it this far.

Johnell Young: It really started with Instagram. I saw them post the script. Alex Tse posted a script on Instagram, somebody posted a script with him, and I screen grabbed it. I was like, "What about Wu-Tang clan?" This is about where I'm from, Staten Island. This is about iconic legends where I'm from. I'm like, "Yo, I got to get these opportunities." So I basically went made a video as the GZA that went viral on Instagram. All the Wu-Tang Clan members saw it, and my manager wound up getting me a read for it. Then once I got the read, I flew out to LA. Once I got to LA, I was on my homeboy's couch, I was like "Yo, bro, I got to stay for the night." I just auditioned the morning and killed it. The next thing I know, RZA's calling me like, "Yo, I need you to come to set this day." I pulled up, I didn't know if I got it or not. I didn't know what was going on. Me and my mom just pulled up and he [RZA] was like, "Yo I seen that video man. Yo, everybody say congratulations, man. He's playing my cousin in the show." I looked at my mother like all I just freaked out. It was one of the craziest days. They were rolling, so I was like, "Oh snap." It was great. It was a great introduction to Wu-Tang: An American Saga. 

Siddiq Saunderson: Audition. In season one, I was just starting to book roles and stuff like that. I got an opportunity to audition for Wu-Tang: American Saga, an audition for a role named Dennis. I did not originally know [it] was Ghostface Killah, which I think actually helped me because I trained at drama school. In drama school, we learn that it's in the script, a lot of the answers are in the script. Yes, you make things up, but a lot is in the script. Starting from the script, and starting from Dennis, and honoring that, I think is what got me the role. I wasn't really worried about trying to put on this or that or something to in order to play him. I just was honoring what I saw on the page. I just had a couple of auditions, had a couple of callbacks and then was blessed to be a part of one of the biggest, most iconic hip hop families and music families of all time. So, that was my story.

Marcus Callender: The real way auditioning for it, I got a callback, and then I tested. 

You went through the motions! 

Marcus Callender: I went through the motions. 

Uyoata Udi: I think mine was the most interesting of all. My manager was on the hunt for this audition like four months prior, even hitting the breakdowns. She sent it over to me. I was working on so many other things and I was focused on that. Once it came my way, I jumped on it did it. Literally, it went like one day I got booked in the morning. Then they were looking for a flight for me to fly out, to get to New Jersey that night. It was such an amazing process in the grand scheme of it. When I flew out to New Jersey, I met RZA. His first comment was, "Yo, I didn't choose you, I chose you in my mind, but I left that right to Inspectah Deck. Inspectah Deck chose you.” I think that my character choosing me was an honor and a blessing.

How did you prepare yourself for this role?

Ashton Sanders: I didn't allow myself to put any pressure on. For me, I try to hold humanity within every character that I put on. I just wanted to get to the most human part of him. Not put on a celebrity, what people perceive him to be, like, really get it. The corporate spirit, almost. It's spending time with the RZA, having those conversations. It's outside of all of the research that you have to do. You have to dig back in the archives, do a lot of background work –  watch videos. Although RZA is still alive, he's very much not the same person he was in Wu-Tang, as he is now being this 40-year-old man. It's taking all of that into account, right, and just collectively putting that on. Trying it out until it works, and if it doesn't, it doesn't. It was definitely cool to have RZA on set with me, especially through that initial first season to guide me. This season came back around. I'm super excited for it. I think there's a lot of growth within this character of Bobby that we see within all of the guys actually. It's very much a story of brotherhood. We've seen these guys come together and finally, form Master Wu-Tang Clan. We finally see Bobby transition into RZA. We finally see Ason transition into ODB. We finally see Dennis transition into Ghostface Killah. It's very exciting, man, I think it's going to be a very exciting season. This one is more a music-based season. We're focusing more on 36 Chambers this season. I think the fans are going to be excited. Everybody involved is really stoked for this to come out.

Zolee Griggs: I was fortunate enough to meet with one of RZA's sisters. Her name was Sophia. She, Erika [Alexander], and I had to sit down and get lunch one time. We were able to discuss the dynamic of the family and those close-knit relationships, whether it was between the mom and the sisters, or just the sisters with all the brothers and how they lived in their daily lives. That gave me great insight, of course. Then also bringing in my own experience as a woman, because even though I am playing somebody else, all women can relate to Shurrie and the dynamic that she has with her mom, or her relationship with Dennis, or even her brothers. It's easy to implement my own experience into her character and into the role. Working with such great co-stars makes it that much easier as well.

Johnell Young: It was fortunate that my clan member is still alive. I got a chance to text GZA and speak to him. Pick his mind every now and then and then go to his performances in Coney Island. Endless nights of just watching YouTube and researching and listening to music, listening to albums just to see what his mind and his mindset was at those certain times around '93-'94 ish. I'm from Staten Island, so I've been studying them since I was young. All of that mixed together prepared me to actually play this role.

Shameik Moore: I didn't really do a lot of preparing to be honest with you, I had to demand to meet Raekwon. I had the opportunity to [speak with him]. RZA called me and told me he wanted me to be in the show. I was blessed with the opportunity for him to call me, but that meant that I didn't have like the research in me. I was like, wait, I had to do everything he said. I think the main thing was that I needed to meet Raekwon, and I did meet Raekwon. That's where my answers were. How he walks, how he ate his food, when he didn't respond when it was just a look. All the little details. There's stuff that an actor studying someone that he's playing would pay attention to.

Damani Sease: For me, it was really watching YouTube interviews, some performing. Studying his mannerisms and reading these books. Most importantly, reading his book because all these other books aren't from his perspective. Reading his book, I'm seeing everything. And honestly, talking to him on the phone, finding out more stuff because there may be some things that he didn't want to put [in the book]. Talking to his son, too, really helped a lot with my performance.

Siddiq Saunderson: For me, like they both said, obviously YouTube. I tried to find the earliest interviews that I could find. For me, my process, I didn't find that it was as useful to find more recent interviews, because I'm not playing him then. All people evolve. I'm not the same Siddiq I was 10 years ago. If somebody was playing me 10 years ago, I wouldn't really want them to study me now. I would want them to study me back to then. Speaking of Ghostface, we honestly didn't really speak about the show. When we did talk, we spoke more about just life. I was really trying to figure out, subconsciously, how do my life values line up with his. A lot of the things were very parallel so that just made me trust myself and trust my instincts. At the end of the day, it's me playing him and yes, it's him, but it's me that the audience is taking in when they're watching the show. So that and also trusting in RZA. Knowing that RZA was there, because another thing that I learned is that you can learn a lot about a person through what other people say about them. Not on a gossipy level, but just, sometimes people want to say "I was this" and "I was that" and put out all the good things about themselves. When you hear from somebody who is like a best friend, a cousin, or brother or something, you can really get those other sides that just add a little bit more dimension to who that person was in their entirety. I really use that as one of my tools.

Julian Elijah Martinez: I spoke to Divine in season one, and then I spoke to him again in season two. We sat down and we had like a two and a half-hour interview. Not an interview, but like kind of meeting. Then I worked with one of my acting teachers. Basically what I did was I took a bunch of his interviews. I took my headphones and put them in my ear. I just listened to him over and over again. So yeah, that's my process.

Marcus Callender: My experience in season one, I didn't meet Power until episode seven. I think leading up to that, I was a bit worried if I was portraying him correctly. I quickly realized in meeting him, oh, there's not much extra I need to do because it's already there. I see why they cast me to play him. But season two, before we started filming he and I got really close over the pandemic. We had a lot of time to just talk and we weren't even talking about the show, really. We would just be talking about shit. Through that, I got a lot of opportunity to spend with him. We've hung out, we've grabbed food. I've gone to LA with him to do a pop-up for Wu-Wear. I just got really blessed to spend a lot of time with him. That allowed me to really tackle the details, and how I portrayed him in season two.

What would you say the biggest challenge was taking on such a role in such an important series?

Zolee Griggs: The biggest challenge for me was making sure that I did the role justice. I just wanted to make RZA proud, and his family, because they're sitting at home watching this. Then also making myself proud. Making sure that I'm doing the work and that I'm having a good time. That all of us as an ensemble are having a good time. Taking the time to really flesh out these characters, flesh out these people. It's beautiful challenges. I think we're doing a pretty good job.

Johnell Young: His rapping. He’s a real rapper. I'm not a rapper. He has a gold tooth, so I had to learn all that, like how to speak. It was challenging, but it was fun. The journey was dope. I'm having a great time just playing his role.

Seeing that the show is a biography, in a sense, did any aspects of the Wu-Tang story come as a shock to you?

Zolee Griggs: Yeah, the whole thing. Like I said, nobody knows about Wu-Tang's personal business. When they came up in the early 90s, like '93, there was no social media. Even now, if you Google the Wu-Tang Clan, you can't really see family members. You don't really know information. I think that's kind of sweet that they were able to keep their personal lives their personal business. I'm appreciative. They're brave for coming out with this show to let us all know how they came about. The whole thing was a shocker. It's still a shocker because we get each episode as we're going along, I'm like, "Their lives were crazy. No way that this is real." But hey man, they lived crazy lives, and we're here to tell their story.

Johnell Young: I was really wondering how they all came together. How RZA pulled them all together, there's like 10 of them. I'm like, yo, if you really think about it, how I see it today, 10 people really can't really come together and really work on some stuff. Unless it's like a set or something like that, people really come together. Especially back then, for 10 people from the urban area come together to achieve one thing like that was amazing. For me to be able to see that and learn how it happened, the logistics of how this one pulled this one here, this one got this one to come here for this studio session, so then it all came into a mold. That was like, the greatest learning experience.

What was your experience working with any of the Wu-Tang Clan members?

Johnell Young: Oh, it was good. Energy is always hot, they speak manifestations. They’re very spiritual and Zen people. That's exactly what I practice and where I'm at in my life today. Working with them was great energy. We're just manifesting stuff.

What is one thing that you hope viewers and fans take away from this season of the show? 

Ashton Sanders: I hope that they fucking love it. I hope that they love it more than the first season. I'm sure that they will. I know that a lot of people are going to love this season for a lot of different reasons. I know that for a fact. I just hope that the people love it, that they enjoy watching it, and they want us to come back for season three.

Zolee Griggs: I hope that people – it's a theme throughout life, I would say in general right now – put the differences aside and to come together. Being a unit, being a group is so much easier and better than trying to do things on your own. The saying "it takes a village" is true. We work better as a people when we work together when we're a community. When we set our differences aside, no matter how big or small, and we come together. It's really simple. It could be. I guess we're still trying to figure it out. But yeah, whether it's off-screen or on, unity, for sure.

Johnell Young: I've been stressing this about the season, brotherhood and unity. That's what the world needs, especially right now. It's wonderful that this show is projecting that energy, of coming together and working on one cause, so that we could accomplish one goal. So yeah, brotherhood, unity, camaraderie, and coming together to focus and achieve what you want.

Uyoata Udi: It's amazing to see the Brotherhood that lies within the show and the storyline. I think that it speaks to everyone who has a heart, who's human. We're a reflection of one another. I think that the Brotherhood portion of the story speaks volumes. 

Be sure to check out Hulu’s Wu-Tang: An American Saga and Wu-Tang: An American Saga Season 2, streaming on Hulu September 8, 2021!

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VILE GROOVE presents a collection of reimagined favourites from my childhood remixed, mashed up and unmastered, left entirely raw and uncut. Dedicated to the memory of my good friend Michael JD Smith who always inspired those around him to pursuit their creative passions and let the music out.

released August 31, 2020

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All due respect and outright creative credit to all producers and artists sampled on this project - including those who were sampled for those original joints as well, they are as follows: James Brown (R.I.P.) / Fred Wesley / Ahmad Jamal / David Jolicoeur a.k.a. Trugoy the Dove / Vincent Mason a.k.a. DJ Maseo / Kelvin Mercer a.k.a. Plug One / James Yancey a.k.a. J.Dilla (R.I.P.) / Ray Cash / Dennis D. Coles a.k.a. Ghostface Killa / Robert F. Diggs a.k.a. The RZA / Alexander M. Fitts / Gary E. Grice / Lamont Jody Hawkins / Isaac Hayes (R.I.P.) / Jason R. Hunter a.k.a Inspectah Deck / Russell T. Jones a.k.a. Ol' Dirty Bastard (R.I.P.) / Matt Penttilla / David Porter / Clifford Smith a.k.a. Method Man / Corey Woods a.k.a. Raekwon The Chef / Kasseem Dean a.k.a. Swizz Beatz / Shatek / Earl Simmons a.k.a. DMX / Tony Iommi / Ozzy Osbourne / Terance 'Geezer' Butler / Bill Ward / Pharoahe Monch / Lee Stone / Chris Athens / Troy Hightower / Andre Romell Young / Marshall Mathers / Melvin Bradford / Olubowale Victor Akintimehin / Miguel Jontel Pimentel / Elton John / Bernie Taupin / Ray Manzarek / Jim Morrison / Robbie Krieger / John Densmore / Adam Yauch (R.I.P.) / Michael Diamond / Adam Horovitz

"Forgot About Dre"

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Morris Chestnut

Happy birthday to Morris Chestnut.

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Morris Lamont Chestnut, Jr. (born January 1, 1969) is an American actor. He first came to attention for his role in the groundbreaking 1991 film Boyz n the Hood. He has appeared in numerous feature films and on television series, including the starring role of pathologist Dr. Beaumont Rosewood, Jr. in the Fox TV series Rosewood.

Early life

Chestnut was born in Cerritos, California, the son of Shirley and Morris L. Chestnut, Sr. He graduated from Richard Gahr High School in 1986, and subsequently studied finance and drama at California State University, Northridge.

Career

Chestnut's first professional acting role was as Jadon in Freddy's Nightmares: A Nightmare on Elm Street: The Series, season 2, episode 19 ("A Family Affair"), which aired on February 18, 1990. His first feature film role was as Ricky Baker in Boyz n the Hood (1991). He followed that up with roles in various TV movies. Chestnut also played a role on Patti LaBelle's short-lived sitcom Out All Night. His career continued to rise steadily with co-starring roles in standard big-budget studio films such as Under Siege 2: Dark Territory (1995) and G.I. Jane (1997).

In 1998, he won the annual Madden Bowl video game competition. In 1999, Chestnut starred in The Best Man with Taye Diggs and Nia Long, as a professional football player on the eve of his wedding. The Best Man earned positive reviews from the press and did well at the box office. For his performance Chestnut earned an NAACP Image Award nomination. He again played a football player in The Game Plan (2007). In 2001, he starred in The Brothers, a film centering on the themes of fidelity and success among young professionals. In 2004, he appeared as a firefighter in Ladder 49.

He has worked with Steven Seagal three times. In Under Siege 2: Dark Territory (1995), Chestnut is Seagal's reluctant partner. In both Half Past Dead (2002) and Prince of Pistols (2008), he co-stars as the main villain.

People magazine named Morris Chestnut as one of the "Sexiest Men Alive" for 2015.

Personal life

Chestnut is married. The couple have two children – a son named Grant, and a daughter named Paige.

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[soulidentity]

LISTEN AGAIN | Soul-Identity Radio Show – Friday 02 December 2016

Weekly Fridays 5pm-7pm (GMT) on Likwid London. Soul-Identity Music. 2 hours of upfront and classic soulful underground music. Friday afternoons are the new Sunday afternoons as we move slots, but our agenda is still the same, as we continue to bring you the finest new music around and pairing it with forgotten classics from days gone by. This week, we kick off proceedings with some killer soul music from Lee Fields & The Expressions, and Hannah Williams & The Affirmations before hitting our stride with recent material from XOA, Duke Hugh, Common and Nosizwe to name a few. In the second hour this week, it’s all about the modern soul and disco with a strictly vinyl selection straight off the shelf! Thanks for listening.

Originally aired Friday 2nd December 2016.

TRACKLIST

1. Lee Fields & The Expressions – I’m Coming Home (Big Crown Records) 2. Hannah Williams & The Affirmations – Fool (Freestyle Records) 3. XOA – Storm Windows (feat Anthony Jospeh) (One House Records) 4. Duke Hugh – Believe (Rhythm Section International ) 5. The KutiMangoes – Red Rain (Tramp Records) 6. LaMont Johnson – Calypso After Nine (Masterscores) 7. Common – The Day Women Took Over (feat BJ The Chicago Kid) (Def Jam) 8. Nosizwe – Breathe (feat Guilty Simpson, René McLean & Naima McLean) (So Real International) 9. St. Beauty – Borders (Wondaland Records) 10. Dawn Richard – Sands (Local Action Records) 11. Yesking – Hardground (BBE Records) 12. Kutiman – 6AM (Siyal Music) 13. Myele Manzanza – Montara (First Word Records)

14. Harris & Orr – Spread Love (Long Version) (Kay Dee Records) 15. Luther Davis Group – To Be Free (Soul Cal) 16. Brother and Sister – Rock It Down (Shtup City Records) 17. Debbie Jacobs – High On Your Love (MCA) 18. The Fantastic Aleems – Hooked On Your Love (Panorama Records) 19. Billy Nichols – Give Your Body Up To The Music (West End Records) 20. Bonnie Oliver – Come Inside My Love (Lejoint) 21. The Independent Movement – Slippin’ Away (Polydor) 22. The Lower East Side Pipes – Disorganized Confusion (Sacred Rhythm Music)

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LISTEN AGAIN | Soul-Identity Radio Show – Friday 02 December 2016 was originally published on Soul-Identity Music