ghuff jazz for the streetrBy SUNEZ #SkillastratorLO The #PowerWrite

Builders build their own boxes

Jack out of them on cue.

Boxes of blocks and springs always coiling.

Jazz that crank,

Duke out anthems in money jungles we can max on….

All praises fools,

the new jack lacking,

breeding a bunch of cracka jacks we’d love to send back

Sucka scat,

That ripe strange fruit walkin be pop,

No be bop, just gigs of dough’s flip flop…

Been out the box–I only jumps with gold coiled jumping jack huffers.

Crank yanked back deep in they mind,

wears rewound to astound, no clown–

In breaks a glass ceiling

on the cue of the Youngstown melodies…

A subtle crown, eyes to the peoples’ pain, ears to their means and a nose for all they need to hear.  That touch of Soul and that sense for variegated illness is embedded in the King of Ohio, G. Huff.  Youngstown, Ohio is the poorest place in one of the wealthiest countries on Earth and G. Huff’s Jazz for the Streets has the rugged audacity to uplift, boast, reminisce and ponder.  A brief aural visual project that offers a musical diversity and sums the everyman character of sincerity and style that is G. Huff.



“This be that poverty blues, street corner R&B, boulevard Rock & Roll, real Jazz for the streets…” G. Huff rides into his title track leading a grim reality with a warmth of hope.  “My neighborhood is like a ghost town/dead bodies and gun shots when it go down/dirty cops is low down…” verses through the Da Bopman track with laid down strings and funky guitar womps.  Huff’s sensibilities to his experience and his resultant fortitude of character are truly refreshing as in the intro, “Bars & Shoutouts” where he gives a lyrical Instagram to the peoples he came up with offering snapshot memories.  They turn anthemic on “One Time” because on this EP, the detail is generalized and brothers from Medina to Compton can be revitalized through it.  Jazz is a real life EP with Huff just speaking plainly where his true gift, his stylistic enunciation and cadence, turn these mid tempo burners into groove gallopers.  From the love ode “That’s Me and You” to the funky working man’s hustle rhyme-a-long masterwork, the Pete Rock produced, horn blasting, thickened bass thumped, “Bills.”  G. Huff is an MC of powerful intangibles, the type that make him tangible to tell the tales of the real, reeling listeners in with sincerity and style.  Through stylistic diversity, the sensual suciedad leaks out all over the handclap clonk on Vice Souletric’s “That’s Me and You,” the emphasized 1,2 flow on the heartbeat bassdrums that disappear and reappear through soft strings and cymbal crashes on Paco’s “Champagne & Marble,” or Beat Butcha’s thickened bass romp that barrel drives through the cinema string letting G. Huff warn us with the tough stuff, “this is the last lecture…”  Jazz For The Streets ultimately is another reclamation of Huff’s powerful thematic character, a stylistic hustler with a wholistic view of his people, from his Youngstown to the world around and abound.

Sunez Allah #SkillastratorLO of the LO LIFES


The organization of these principles around a counterculture, an expressive arts of creation that uplifts the ideas and thoughts of an oppressed people, is why I’m an honored builder amongst legends, knighted by heroes of Medina (Rakim Supreme Shabazz Allah/Rudy Lo, Thirstin Howl the 3rd, Bonz Malone) to further create in my element as a Hip Hop Writer of #ArtOnArt & #ScienceOnMusic. So the world may find love that locks in with the action of loyalty though they may never find another writer with my kind of grammar…


Representing the pillars of:




Peace, Sunez Allah

#SkillastratorLO #PowerWrite