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First off, for all of you who thought that the way Onyx gets psycho on the stage and in their rhymes was a hoax, yall need to hush up and throw all that mess out the door. Yo, I got down with my man Sticky Fingaz the other day, and let me tell you, that sh{censor}t is for real. The best way to describe Sticky would be to call him "complicated". Speaking to him is an adventure for the mind. He has an interesting way of keeping you on your toes when discussing a matter. The man's mind is on some otha sh{censor}t. It's only right that he's an artist. It's the perfect platform for him, and he obviously uses every square inch of that stage, and then some. Don't let the title of his new album Black Trash push your mind off course because this man is a straight up jewel in the industry. Unafraid to explore new levels his ill concepts will leave your head hurting for more.

Did I mention that Sticky is on some next sh{censor}t yet? Most people hop all over questions that ask about the good things that are going on in their life -- most people! Sticky ain't your average emcee though. "There's no such thing as good," he says. "That's an opinion! Good, bad, it's all an opinion. I just live life."

I'd say that he's doing more than just livin'! While emcees still fail to realize the importance of using their name to ensure future funds by way of entrepreneurship -- own label, clothing line, car dealership, or whatever, my man Sticky is putting his fingaz on new things. "I got this company with my little brother called OPM (Other Peoples Money) and it'll be in full force the moment my album Black Trash comes out."

The album is actually "original" -- something hard to come across these days. Sticky explores concepts that the hip-hop world has never seen before. "Black Trash is like a movie. It's a movie from beginning to end. When people think about albums, they think about one song followed by another, followed by more songs. But, my album is like a movie, and each song is like a scene, and there's sixteen scenes. Everyone that appears on the album  



appears as another character. Like me for example, I appear as this guy named Kirk Jones. I got Redman on the album and he appears as a guy named Pat Haley, and Pat Haley is a defense attorney for Kirk Jones. Rah Digga is the judge, she appears as Judge Battle, and they're all trying to give Kirk twenty years in a maximum security facility. It don't end there though, because the prosecuting attorney is a gay named Kendall Mitzer, and he's played by Canibus."

A production team consisting of some brain-numbing producers like DJ Scratch, Roc Willa, The Teamsters, Punch, and Damian Elliot who put to together a song on the album called "What If I Was White".

"People don't use their imagination anymore. I mean, we're in the year two thousand and niggaz still comin' with '86 rhymes. I believe that when you get better, people around you get better to. I mean, they got no choice because they'll dissolve and disappear. I'm out here tryin' to make it hard for all the non-imaginative out there."

Ladies don't seem to be having a hard time imagining Sticky all up their mix though. Plastered all over highschool locker doors, Sticky Fingaz is also a huge sex symbol. Me personally, I don't get down like that, so I ain't up to speed on all that. But my girl's been bothering me about talking to Sticky for the longest. Yet, none of that seems to have inflated his head. "I never knew I was a sex symbol," says a slightly upset Sticky. "I mean, so! Ain't nothin' changed to me. I'm just being me, and that's that!"

Something else fills his head though, and it's his mind! Speaking to him, Sticky let off such an intense vibe when he spoke about things that were obviously near to his heart, or should I say his mind. For a brotha at such a young stage in his life and career, his thoughts elevate far beyond normal circles. Not known for one to be up in the cipher, Sticky Fingaz can drop jewels with the best of 'em. We were building, and somehow got back on how many of the things we claim as true, are simply someone's opinion. "I live life second-to-second. F{censor}k this whole day-to-day livin' sh{censor}t. There's no such thing as the future man. Time is something that a human being created. It's only someone's creation -- it's not real, it doesn't exist. In order for time to exist there would have to be a future and a past. But, there is no future or past. What is real? Real is something that you can touch physically, and can touch you physically. Now, can you touch the past or touch the future with your hands? Of course not, and that's because it doesn't exist. It's made of the same things that dreams are made of. The only thing that exists is right now, and it's the only thing I focus on; and I don't really even focus on it. I'm just here, I just be."
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