Last night, hip hop lost one of its pioneers who defined the sound of Brooklyn music as one-half of the duo, Gang Starr. Guru and Premier will always be, in my honest opinion, one of the best, if not the best rap group to come out of New York in the 80′s and 90′s. Guru’s monotone delivery backed by Primo’s solid production was the backdrop of New York underground hip hop music, and one of the reason’s why I moved to Brooklyn. He will always be missed.

Every blog has been copying and pasting the letter that Solar Guru wrote before he passed, but I will spare you the wackness. In turn, here are some of the fond memories I have of Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal. Hopefully now, Guru will find some peace.

Rest in Peace my dude.

FUCK SOLAR!