Masta Killa
This guy had to wait over ten years to get his solo out, which indicates that when RZA asked him to carry his stash he was like “Nah, I don’t play that weed carrier shit son!”, immediately relegating his project to the back-burner. You’ve gotta respect that gully attitude though. Even though he’s had to cool his heels for what must have fekt like an enternity, he stuck to his guns and refused to carry another man’s weed. Not many rappers without a solo release to their name can say that.
Nevertheless, Masta Killa has been able to maintain a loyal band of weed holders based on his take-no-shorts attitude, which was best demonstrated when he snuffed a rap critic named Cheo H Choker on account of some type-fruity cartoons of the Wu that accompanied an article he’d written for RapPages (talk about repping the whole “Fuck a critic, he write about it while I live it” motto). That being said, I refuse to write anything negative about this gentleman….
Inspectah Deck
Along with the Genius, I had high hopes for Deck’s album, but he must’ve pissed off RZA as well since he was only given Rakeem’s weed carriers to do his beats. This factor, combined with Deck’s decision to concentrate on way too many “street struck” stories instead of his usual razor-sharp brag raps, resulted in Uncontrolled Substance being a really boring album. Information about his weed owner status is limited, although I’m pretty sure that 7L &
Esoteric gave him a huge bag of boom to appear on “Speaking Real Words”. LA The Darkman, Killa Sin and Street Life may have all carried for him at various points, but these reports are unconfirmed.
Ol’ Dirty Bastard
Even though Unique Ason had a bunch of carriers during his all too brief reign of drunken insanity on this planet, he was not afraid to carry his own weed (amongst other things). For a comprehensive roster of his weed holders, please refer to “Protect Ya Neck II – The Zoo” from his debut album. In case you don’t have the LP in front of you (and if not, why not?), 12 O’Clock, Buddah Monk, Zoo Keeper, Murdoc and the unforgettable Shorty Shit Stain were just a small representation of Dirt Dog’s extensive network of holders/drug runners. And even though there was never a hope in hell that he would ever record anything as good as his first album again, we here at Salute To Weed Carriers really miss the big guy.