Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Combat Jack Throwback: Pete Rock Is Not A Snitch!

Still spring cleaning. So in the meantime, and as promised, here's a throwback of my world famous, award winning blog series recapturing my Top 5 gulliest moments I experienced first hand in the music industry, shit you won't hear about anywhere else on the whole effin planet but here!

#4. Pete Rock Is Not A Snitch (Prior, #5)

Back around 1993, Pete Rock was a producer God in the greater New York City area. Shit, dude was God worldwide! He also happened to be in one of the hottest rap groups (Pete Rock & CL Smooth (although I never understood what the eff CL was saying). His remixes for legends like RUN-DMC and Public Enemy further cemented his status as a legend in this Hip Hop game.

Around that time, a lot of of music industry players hailed from the Northern town of Mount Vernon (Puffy, Heavy D and the Boyz, Pete and CL). Anyways, Pete, being the good hardworking and industrious dude that he is, was trying to put a local rap group called the the YG'z (short for “Young Gunz”) on. He provided these dudes with a lil' cash, supplied them with ample beats and even got them a record deal with I think either Uptown or MCA. Problem was these cats were really turrible. Kinda like Big Shug and Group Home status when they got hooked up by the homie Premier. In addition, word on the street was that these cats were all like ex-cons, stick-up men or professional crooks or some other shit like that and everyone who knew them knew damn well that they had no effin business being in the music industry other than the fact that they knew Pete. They even had a single or something called that come out and it stank like cabbage and chitlins stew. Cutting losses, the label dropped them. Back on the street, slanging, purse snatching and what not, they started leaning on Pete. Hard too. I guess they figured Pete was gonna continue funding them, “riding” with them or whatever the fuck real thugs think they man's an 'em is supposed to do. Pete, however, realized that these cats were a bad investment of time and energy and tried his damned best to cut these bad news bears off.

That summer, I attended a Mt. Vernon "family day” kinda picnic. It was one of those picturesque days, like in a Dr. Dre or Fresh Prince music video, and everyone was there enjoying Heavy D's special barbeque chicken and ribs. Pete, with chicken in hand, was posted up in the piece, rapping to some dime pieces on a huge ass picnic blanket when the YG'z show up. Once dudes got there, shit kinda got tense, music turned down low, you know how dramatic thug life be. So one of the YG fellows request Pete's attention. As Pete promptly got up to talk, the YG sneak swings and knocks Pete Rock in the jaw with an uppercut, catapult launching dude clean over the huge ass picnic blanket spread. The chicks is screaming, cats are scrambling to get out of there, kids is crying, Pete is convulsing on the ground with barbeque sauce all over his bright yellow Cross Colours jersey on account of how his brain got shut down cause he was knocked the fuck out and the YG'z are steady and dilligently rifling through his pockets Debo style. Heav and the rest of the “Mt. Vernon” crew don't really say shit, looking in each and every direction except Pete's (I guesss because the YG'z were really that gully). Eventually, Pete gets up, makes it to his feet, dusts hisself off, recovers, immediately realizes what just took place and automatically jumps into a sprint OJ-style Hertz car rental commercial style, across the picnic grounds with the YG'z hot on his tail. [||].

From what I understand, this extortion shit went on for quite some time. A few months later, like around winter time, I was on my way to attend some music industry black tie event in Manhattan. When I get to the venue, I see Pete running the fuck my way in a tuxedo, knees to chest. Doing my best not to get bowled over, I move out of his way. A few seconds later, I see the YG'z (not in tuxedo) running after him, also kness to chest style. Where I'm going with this is that during the entire time that dudes are hazing Pete (let's say a period of like 9 months), Pete never ever contacted the authorities. He took his multiple beatdowns and terrorizings like a man. Pete might even be on some additional legendary shit as he might have actually been the pioneer of this whole current "stop snitching" movement that's become the ghetto code from hood to hood. I really respect that. He may be a lot of things, but one thing no one can ever say about the man is that the Soul Brother #1 ain't nevah snitch.

Courtesy of the homie Byron Crawford.


  1. That's the stupidest shit ever. & not the definition of snitching. Snitching is when you and your homeboy are moving weight, then when one gets busted he snitched on the other/ or their connect to get a lesser sentence.


  2. Every time I read that story, I die laughing... I even showed it to wifey back in the day, same result! thorough storytelling, CJ!

  3. Pete's the man, my GOAT producer, and one of the coolest dudes I've ever met. I remember hearing this story "pre-internets" and a couple people I new from Mount Vernon told this tale, almost to the sympathetic chagrin of Pete. I admire Pete's moxie on this and I hope he's prospered past all this fuck shit.

  4. Anonymous said...
    That's the stupidest shit ever. & not the definition of snitching. Snitching is when you and your homeboy are moving weight, then when one gets busted he snitched on the other/ or their connect to get a lesser sentence.

    A Snitch or snitching is a person that tells on someone just to get they ass in trouble. It doesn't matter who the snitch runs and tells da police, teachers, or they momma snitching is snitching you moron......

    Anyway...great read..Pete is the legend among legends

  5. Jack, you aired Pete out!!! I'm very familiar with these cats, growing up in the Bronx, I trooped in the Vernon many a night and day. The YG'z and another group called the Hilltop were the goons of Mount Vernon back in the 80's and 90's. What I never understood was if Pete and Heav were allegedly cousins, and CL was a member of the YG'z, why they never intervened on Pete's behalf. Heav's older brother was a well known street cat in the Vernon, which is why they probably never stepped to Heav. Bringing back memories!

  6. wow. bigshorty never told me about that one. sad and funny at the same time. damn, for pete's sake.

  7. Yeah, fam, Puff even caught a bad one from these cats. When Puff was promoting parties downtown with that white chick, he invited like 20 dudes from the Vernon and I rolled with them. When we got to the spot and asked for Puff, he came to the door and told the Guess brothers (leaders of the YG'z, pardon the dry snitch) he couldn't get anyone else in cause the fire marshall would shut shit down...duke two-pieced Puff right in front of the security and everything, nobody moved a muscle. Puff picked himself off the ground, wiped his mouth and went back in the club. Them cats had Mount V under pressure.

  8. yo... this is a very true I also attended this cookout and it was hilarious to say the least.pete and cl took an enormous amout of punishment from the yg'z.alot of people dont kno that the yg'z were the reason pete and cl broke up..i could tell that story but i'll be typin foreva... anyways this brought back went hard homo..he neva snitched when kg of the gunz knocked him out took his keys 2 cl's 5 and a quarter bmw and sold it took the money and brought a rolex..priceless..

    *sorry 4 the book*