Dj Khaled Fed: Up Ft. Usher, Young Jeezy, Drake And Rick Ross (directors Cut) New Album 2010

It wasn't a normal hip-hop beat. It was an earthquake. Produced by The Runners, it was a wall of brass horns and rolling, military-grade snare drums that sounded like a revolution marching down Biscayne Boulevard. It demanded attention. It demanded submission.

Khaled reached out and slammed his hand down on the master fader of the soundboard. The beat dropped. It wasn't a normal hip-hop beat

"I want the world to feel it, Ursh!" Khaled shouted, finally letting his signature energy explode. "I want them to feel the pain of success! I want them to know we bled for this!" It demanded attention

"The wind is blowing south tonight, Khaled," Ross rumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "The ships are in the harbor. The cargo is heavy." "It's too heavy," a new voice cut through. The beat dropped

From the far corner of the room, sitting at a baby grand piano that no one had noticed him playing, Usher looked up. He hadn't said a word all night. He wore a black leather vest over a bare chest, his skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. He struck a single, minor chord on the piano. The note hung in the air, melancholic and powerful, vibrating against the heavy bass traps in the walls.

Across from him, draped over a leather sofa, sat Rick Ross. The Boss was a mountain of calm. He struck a match against the heel of his alligator leather boot, lighting a cigar that cost more than most people's monthly rent. The flame illuminated his dark sunglasses. He took a slow drag and let the smoke billow out like a storm cloud.