Of course! The national anthem. I love the unity that you feel in the room wherever in the world you might be playing it. Every city, every club, every vibe, Bodak Yellow brings people together.
I love garage. I grew up being force-fed it from both of my parents. It’s a genre that naturally gives people pure joy, so when I throw in a few garage tracks unexpectedly, the reaction is always nuts. Little Man is at the forefront of my “Hadouken” tracks, the name I drunkenly gave to songs I’ll throw in to get a reaction.
This is my jam. I’m a really big sucker for baile funk, and I love how a producer called Sango can fuse such a special genre with 808s and other elements found in rap production that get you jumping.
Anything and everything by Ms Banks. She’s one of the hardest rappers out.
Slum Village, J Dilla, Pete Rock, A Tribe Called Quest and music from that era will always help me get out of bed on the right side. The lyrics are about getting out and getting paid; motivation to not waste another five hours in bed, as much as I’d love to.
I’ve never played a wedding before. I don’t know if that would be my strong point; I’m more of a moshpit-maker. But this song can bring even the heartless people of the world to tears.
Not your typical casket song, but if anyone knows me, they know that this absolutely has to be played as I’m laid to rest. My funeral car needs to have 20-inch rims, the pastor needs to have grills like he could have been in a Nelly video, and everyone in attendance has to wear a baggy white tee like they’re a member of Dem Franchize Boyz. My wake will be a warehouse rave hosted by Boiler Room, with sticky floors, condensation dripping off of the ceiling and the aroma of cigarettes, beer and BO.