
“You know how The Pimp be, that nigga gon’ speak his mind/ If he could speak down from heaven, he’d tell me stay on my grind…”
Similar to Tupac Shakur before him, the legacy of Chad Butler remains a beautiful, yet painful memory shadowing over Hip-Hop. While I am able to clearly differentiate music from reality, any pure lover of the genre can tell you his passing is an event many still do not want to come to terms with. I, along with millions of other UGK fans, never knew the man personally. To this day I’ll be honest with anyone when I say I’m still a bigger Bun B fan, but that defeats the purpose of this piece. What it is about is paying homage to a man whose sometimes perceived ignorance paled in comparison to his prowess in a recording booth. Read the rest of this entry »