Tuesday, May 1, 2007

How We Miss Our G'sOne Year Ago TodayMy World Was RockedAnd H-Town LostA lot...

I'll never forget the call. It was 11:30 p.m. on May 1st, 2006. I had already shut down my cell phone for the night and was preparing for bed when my home phone rang. It was DJ Chill. I thought to myself, "Why the hell is Chill calling my home phone this late? What the hell happened."



I said "Hello?" and like every time Chill calls he said "MATT THIS CHILL."

I said "Yes, what's up?"

Chill says, "Mayne Hawk got shot mayne."

I said, "No he didn't."

He said "Yes he did!"

I said, "No he didn't who the hell would shoot Hawk? Are you sure?"

He said, "I'm on the way over there now, I'll hit you back." And hung up.

That's verbatim.

I went to my room thinking that there is no way that could possibly be true and the next morning I would wake up to find it was all a hoax.

How in the hell could the coolest dude on the Houston rap scene get shot? Who would shoot him? Why? I couldn't even fathom it.

Some people, sure, you call and tell me they got shot, I might shed a tear, but I won't be surprised. I was pissed when Pac and Biggie died but I wasn't surprised. I definitely wasn't surprised when Pac was shot, and after that happened I figured it'd only be a matter of time till someone hit Biggie. (Though I still have these feelings that one day they will return from the island they are hiding on, on some "We hath ressurected like Jesus to save hip-hop" type shit. But I'm probably wrong.)

Anyway man, there's not much I can say that hasn't been said before. I'm feeling real shitty today. Thinking about his beautiful wife and children that were left behind all because some sack of shit felt he had something to prove when he shot a genuine H-Town rap legend.

I take this shit personally because I know/deal with pretty much every artist on the scene here in Texas. There's a lot of cool people, but no one carries themselves as humbly as Hawk. No one is as approachable. No one takes care of his people, like Hawk did.

I mean seriously, if I ever wanted to do anything with the SUC, I'd call Hawk. If we ever needed an expert opinion on Damage Control, I'd call him and he'd be there. I'm talking about from Day 1 when we were nothing, he'd always show up. If I called him and said "Hawk, you should be at this event," he'd be there. No question.

He was the man.

To this day his killer(s) has not been caught. Some folks on the street and on the internet say that his killer has "already been dealt with." Whatever, I want proof. Put the motherfuckers head on a stick and throw it in the ocean. It kills me to even think about it. That was my dude and I miss you brother.

If you missed it last year you can DOWNLOAD OUR TRIBUTE TO HAWK FROM DAMAGE CONTROL LAST YEAR HERE.

I'm listening to it right now, feeling real crazy. We're gonna do something great for him tomorrow night once again.

R.I.P. BIG HOMEY!

And please stop the violence. Please.

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