[ COOL N DRE ]

Playboy: Who was the most difficult?

Cool: Diddy. He was like, “Nah, I need another beat, another beat.” He had us in the lab, working. Sometimes an artist might pass up a beat that’s a big record. We might give an artist a beat first, and that shit is a hit. But they’re like, “I ain’t fucking with it.” Then it becomes someone else’s hit, and they’re like, “Damn, I passed that beat up!”

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I am quite familiar with a peculiar sadness, that accompanies observations an insight. Far from a curse, it troubles one as they give it control over them. Mistake has no master. Time lost is not found again, similarly, the opportunity is fruit, a waste if not picked when ripe and little can be down once it spoils. True, STEEM teaches, like portraits, once the subjects in frame, the shutter is too late. There is timing in everything.

The volatility in markets both traditional and alternative suggest the two have more in common than either appreciates. Similarly, personal health and disease are gripping people globally, like a reminder that opportunity knocked. Smart alecks online label me sensitive, skeptics and critics call my observations “fake positivity” or “weird perspective”. I could not be so guileful, as the state of current affairs nor mine own gain from trickery. It is high time I honor my experience and art with honesty, as I can fool none but myself, that I am not missing moments.

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Playboy: What’s the most important rule in producing hip-hop?

Cool: Get your drums down tight. When we did Fat Joe’s “King of New York,” that was the beginning of our sound. It was so street, but it was still radio. And those drums were banging. If you got some hot shit, people are going to fuck with it.

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