The 144 ELiTE

This Way An EmCee Shall Come:

The JusTice AllaH Story

Written By The Watcher.
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The year was 1970 something? and people were just getting used to seeing the revolution televised. Joeseph and Alice were living in the city of Houston in Texas, set to deliver the Savior of what would later be refered to as Hip-Hop, to the world. At this point in time, music was coming into a new phase of origination. Soul, Rhythm-Blues and Rock were transforming themselves and fusing into the Disco sound for mainstream listeners. In the inner-city borroughs of New York City the youth were at the clubs, in the streets, at the parks developing their own sound; patterned after the popular radio djs talking over records on the airwaves and groups such as The Last Poets and Gil-Scott Heron.

Their sound was called rapping, or simply Rap. The culture that encompassed their lifestyle was called Hip-Hop. In Texas, the Savior was growing up being feed heavy doses of Stevie Wonder, Curtis Mayfield, Rufus & Chaka Khan, Jimi Hendrix, Herbie Hancock and just about every other musical great that deserved to be recorded at the time. Then one day in his young adolensence, it happened. Live on the radio, Love 94 FM, to be exact; they played ?Rapper?s Delight? by The Sugar Hill Gang. It was a phenomenom.

Soon without warning the radio was broadcasting hits by Melle Mel, Grand Master Flash with his Crew, The Fat Boys, Kurtis Blow and Run-DMC. The music was instrumental (pun intended) in expressing the sentiments taking place in the black community from the New York slums, to the Houston wards all the the way out to the California nieghbor ? Hoods. Not one to be un-included, misunderstood or un-heard; the Savior himself began rapping, at the age of 12. It started humbly enough in one of the restrooms at Hartman Middle School on a cool autumn school day during the mid 80?s. Admittance into that battle room during the lunch hour meant one of three things. Either you were competing to be the BeatBox for the unannounced, unrehearesed battle, you were one of the emcees about to put your skills to the test in the battle, or you were one of the very few chosen few given the privilege to witness this new born baby of rap called battling.

The first time up at bat the Savior didn?t even know what to call himself. He told the other emcee, whose name was Black Leather (* real name: Joseph Mouton), to call him J.C.. Black Leather was well known to be no joke. He was proven to eat rappers for lunch, like the burritos they served at the snack bar in the cafeteria. The thoughts of fear, however, were overriden by the rhythmic pulsation coming from the mouth of today?s crowd picked Human Beat Box, a big framed boy called Curtis . J.C. started it off with a trail of rhyming words that he had looked up in the dictionary the night before and Black Leather finished it up with a barrage of paragraphs that seemed like they had been written in the Hip-Hop Encyclopedia Americana. J.C. got ate up just like so many other hot burrito rappers that faced Black Leather in that restroom turned battle room. It was indeed a needed learning experience. Soon J.C. started going to house parties thrown by other teens throughout the city of Houston. From 5th
Ward to South Park, at every party the activity remained true to task. A circle would form and in the middle of the square, two rappers would face off against one another for the Rap War.

The ultimate humiliation being the determination that you were whack or even worst being found guilty of committing rap?s highest felony crime of BITING! After the Black Leather battle J.C. polished up his skills and more often than not ended up with the congradulations and a real slow, Keith Sweat slow dance from one of the pretty female spectators once the parents left the room and the lights got turned off in the party. Those were the days? Growing in popularity at school, J.C. hooked up with his good friend Hugo and formed a rap group, called J.C.B., which stood for J - C?s (sees) Bush (like beaver type bush not George W?he wasn?t on the scene yet). J.C. was the rapper and Hugo was the DJ, who became DISCO.

This was the time when if you didn?t have a DJ then you didn?t have a group. So they sought out on the mission of solving that problem by racking up DJ equipment.

As ghetto youths they didn?t have access to cash, so what was there to do? DISCO had a plan and it went something like this : ?Let?s go downtown to the park in broad daylight / rob, steal and mob until we get the pay - right? / An old man sleep with a bag got kicked stomped and bashed / The boys grab his stash and made the quick dash / A camera in the bag got converted to some cash / Next they was cranking cars with a screwdriver and a mask / Living fast thugging out before thugging class / Walk in the record store and cop the tables like Grand Master Flash?? They bought a big 50 lb. boombox and plugged the tables in. J.C. stole his parents records and DISCO stole all the new stuff right out of the stores. It looked cool. Sounded loud. About this time the movies Breaking, Beat Street and Breaking 2 came out. DISCO started breakdancing and got really good at it. He would be windmilling for 2 minutes going into headspins and crabwalking. J.C. tried to do a headspin one time and almost broke his neck. That was enough for him. He stuck to ticking and poplocking and left it at that.

One weekend DISCO introduced J.C. into a world that he didn?t yet know existed. It was called Graffitti. Not the stuff you see scrawled on the walls of the restroom stall, but actual 10 foot by 30 foot works of pure unadulterated artistic expressions. It was mind blowing. Later that night DISCO whipped up in his ?82 Steel Blue Monte Carlo and said, ?Let?s ride, I wanna show you something.? J.C. got in and they rode to the II (second) ward, known as deuce ward.

On the side of the train tracks along the side of the wall of a church was the 10x10 burner of DISCO, complete with flames and a naked girl on the side of his tag. Right on the side of his mama?s church. That Sunday he couldn?t understand why she wasn?t proud of him. That was DISCO for you, never one to follow any type of conformity. He took J.C. out on a few midnight runs to serve as the fill in man, but he was too nervous and never did catch on to getting the colors blending right. He still let him throw his tag up on the pieces though. That?s what homies do. After a while time past, high school ended and J.C. and DISCO went in different directions chasing their dreams.

They would both commit crimes of youth, go forward to repentance as adults and become tax-paying citizens with families of their own. J.C. just could not leave music alone. He was a microphone junkie. Soon he formed a group called Deez N.U.T.S. (Niggas Understanding The Shit). It was himself, now known as D.N.J.C. (Dat Nigga J.C.), Dank the Smoka, Jim Bone and DragonFly Jones. They recorded a independent album under the DSP (Dangerous Smoke Productions) label. Internal rifts turned the four man crew into a two man partnership. D.N.J.C. with Jones went on to produce and record many projects together; The culmination of their collaboration being the production of the underground classic, ?The Making of D.N.J.C.?. After recording this album, family life started to take presidence for Jones. The studio sessions lessened and the good times became few. D.N.J.C. got a manager and started doing it on his own.

He was able to make a name for himself on the rap scene due to the likeability of his single ?Love? and his interactive soul stirring stage presence. It was like seeing a pastor at church, only this pastor cursed, smoked, drank and told you how it is, what it was, and how it was going to be. Because of his attraction to work with others, D.N.J.C. joined another group called Tropic Blue. Its members consisted of Kenyha Shabazz ? a jazz artist that played African drums and keyboards, Jomo ? a Rastafarian drummer, and Mayadia ? a local singer, actress and poet. They played instruments and fused all the known musical genres together to create the album ?Muzik Dat Iz?. Many highly promoted shows established them as a force to be reckoned with in the live music circuit. D.N.J.C. joined the Black Panthers Houston Chapter and began an ultra-intense personal study of the 5 Percent Nation of Gods and Earths and the lessons taught through the teachings of The Honorable Elijah Muhammad of the Nation of Islam. He transformed himself into the Savior. The Savior of Hip-Hop.

He became JusTice AllaH. He bought a duplex storefront on Dowling Street in the 3rd Ward and started selling black art, handmade incense, clothing, natural healthcare products, etc. One day out of the blue, in walks the legendary Dope E of The Rap-a-Lot / South Park Coalition fame. He was one of JusTice?s personal heroes, for the realness of his 1991 Terror Strikes : Always Business Never Personal album. "It's time for the black smoke to cover the white fog. . . . I would grow up and form into an educated black man who understands the white man's system and his political plans against the brother man. . . . crackers . . . broke us. . . . devils' plans amiss. . . . black men, you love to assassinate; I got my gauge [shotgun] and I can't wait to blast your head into eight different dimensions; time to elevate the tensions. . . . we're serial killers. . . . the system is set up to destroy the potentially productive black man. . . . let's increase the peace, brothers"; "I Ain't Givin Up"; Terror Strikes: Always Bizness Never Personal, The Terrorists, 1991, Rap-A-Lot Records, Priority Records, Thorn EMI. Soon after that meeting JusTice and Dope E began doing tracks together. Dope E put JusTice down with the founder, the wizard, the rap god that came in the person of K-RINO. He gave the nod to accept JusTice into SPC. Together they formulated the concept for The 144 ELiTE?s AgreeAbles +vs- DisAgreeAbles project in 2006 and released the album in 2007. The South Park Coalition is a huge conglomerate of rappers, producers, singers, visual artists, activists and promoters. The last count had the clique at well over 60 official members. K-RINO, who founded the coalition in 1987, has released 23 albums to date; 4 last year.

Needless to say, since his inception in SPC, JusTice has had the opportunity to shine on many songs with fellow Coalition members on album releases that go as far as Wolfstown, U.K. with SPC UK members in Europe and Australia. He has toured extensively with the SPC and independently, becoming a stage and studio veteran. Set to release his newest gift, ?JusTice AllaH presents?SuPreMe MaTheMaTiCs? in the very nearest future, he is now busy at work on a whole other upcoming album/dvd project entitled ?JusTice Served?. He is still actively involved in community outreach programs, such as NOW ? an organization formed by local artists to clean, protect and educate the community in which they live. They don?t believe. They Know. They don?t pass the buck. They take responsibility for being right and take care of the business at hand- right NOW. JusTice AllaH would say : ?Wake Up - Stand Up - Be Counted.? Those are words of good advice in times when dark forces would prefer you to sleep as the New World Order unfolds. But those lessons all come with the album. You?ve been giving a small keyhole glimpse into the world of a living giant. There?s so much more to know and see concerning JusTice AllaH. The government watches him constantly using COINTELPRO tactics. That should tell you something about the seriousness of what he has to say and the stories that he has to tell. The best way to find out what you need to know is to listen to his music. There?s a lot of catching up to do so you better get started. Check out www.the144elite.com for starters. You can get a personal link to JusTice AllaH by contacting him on www.myspace.com/justiceallah144.

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