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

"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 lights in the warehouse did not flicker; they hummed. Outside, the Miami humidity pressed hard against the metal walls, but inside, the air was freezing and smelled of expensive cologne, Cuban tobacco, and jet fuel. "The wind is blowing south tonight, Khaled," Ross

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. The lights in the warehouse did not flicker; they hummed

Khaled smiled. It was a slow, predatory grin. This was exactly what he wanted. The tension. The hunger. The raw, unfiltered ambition of kings fighting for a single crown. He hadn't said a word all night