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

"We the best," Khaled whispered to the tape running in the machine. "And the world is about to find out why."

Khaled stood behind the glass, his hands raised to the sky like a maestro conducting a symphony of raw, unadulterated ambition. He leaned into the talkback mic. "We the best," Khaled whispered to the tape

Khaled reached out and slammed his hand down on the master fader of the soundboard. The beat dropped. Khaled reached out and slammed his hand down

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. It was an earthquake

The door to the back lounge swung open, and Young Jeezy walked in, flanked by two men who looked like they were made of granite. Jeezy didn't walk; he marched. His neck was heavy with diamonds that caught the light like strobe flashes. He didn't look at Drake. He didn't look at Ross. He looked straight at the soundboard.