Das langjährige Mitglied der legendären Hip Hop-Formation starb am Mittwoch. Die Todesursache ist nicht bekannt.

Philadelphia (dük) - Rapper Malik B., Gründungsmitglied der legendären Hip Hop-Band The Roots, ist am Mittwoch im Alter von 47 Jahren gestorben. Dies teilte die Band über ihre Social Media-Plattformen mit. Eine Todesursache ist bislang nicht bekannt.

Noch vor der Veröffentlichung des ersten The Roots-Albums schloss sich Malik B. dem Schlagzeuger Questlove und dem Rapper Black Thought an. Auf den ersten vier Alben war Malik als festes Mitglied der Band vertreten, später nur noch als Feature-Gast, denn im Jahr 2001 verließ Malik die Gruppe. Als Solokünstler veröffentlichte er 2005 "Street Assault" und 2015 das Album "Unpredictable" mit dem Produzenten Mr. Green.

In Gedenken an Malik B. teilte Questlove via Instagram eine Geschichte über seinen Freund und ehemaligen Bandkollegen, die er mit folgenden Worten abschloss: "I'll see you in the next world my brother.

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???? by @tdoteric A lighter tale of Malik Abdul Basit As a true Bol from philly you know that one’s oil game HAD to be on point. I came in this game rockin oils since age 9. Most of yall joke about me smelling like Breakfast (thx Kravitz clan) but long before my vanilla combo mastery my true graduation from basic Frankincense & Myrrh morphed into new exotic philly jawns like “Mecca Musk” & “Somali Rose” & “Egyptian Musk” & yeah…..”Money On the Street” & “Hug My Neck Aphrodisiac” Malik introduced me to that world. Even before Malik was in the Roots —-he was my oil guru. IYKYK...there is no panic like the last drop of oil w no re-up in the future. I been bugging Malik for my “$OTS” re-up. Paged him 911 (ask your parents kids) he was hard to catch but I knew I had some leverage bait this time: these were my last days interning at #ruffhouserecords. I was everyone’s plug for all free cd’s/lp’s & especially Kriss Kross posters for anyone’s younger sibling or cousin Tim Dog’s sophomore Do or Die just came out (his “I Get Wrecked” single w KRS made brief noise for a sec) & I had 6 songs from the not yet released Cypress Hill “Black Sunday” lp——that was just enough to garner a “word? BET!” confirmation from Malik to tell me that him & Mussa (remember the cat dozing off watching TV in our “Distorion” vid? Him) would scoop me in a half hour. Confused I thought it was gonna be an even exchange (having paid him upfront weeks ago at a show I thought he was gonna drop it off——ha ha ha yeah ok They arrive to my west philly house and then Malik breaks the news to me: we gotta take a trip to “Norf” to get the oils. I wasn’t planning on this. But oh well. It was 3pm. Malik told me the particular fragrance I dug was a mixture of 3 import oils from Saudi Arabia (his parents often taught school there) my dad was already on his cynic “fool me once….” bag with Malik from a previous sale: “that boy tried to hustle me with Blue Nile that wasn’t all the way Blue, I know Johnson’s baby oil rebranded when I smell it”)——Malik told me we’d have to run to grab 2 oils & then West Oak Lane for the other oil, & then to South Philly so he can mix em together. Uh (checks Swatch) ok.

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Auch Black Thought verfasste einen Instagram-Beitrag, mit dem er sich direkt an den mit nur 47 Jahren gestorbenen Rapper wandte: "Seit dem ersten Tag in einem freundlichen Wettbewerb mit dir habe ich mich schon immer so gefühlt, als besäße ich nur einen Bruchteil von deinem wahren Talent und Potential. [...] Ich kann nur hoffen, dass ich dich so stolz gemacht habe, wie du mich stolz gemacht hast. The world just lost a real one."

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We made a name and carved a lane together where there was none. We ressurected a city from the ashes, put it on our backs and called it Illadelph. In friendly competition with you from day one, I always felt as if I possessed only a mere fraction of your true gift and potential. Your steel sharpened my steel as I watched you create cadences from the ether and set them free into the universe to become poetic law, making the English language your bitch. I always wanted to change you, to somehow sophisticate your outlook and make you see that there were far more options than the streets, only to realize that you and the streets were one... and there was no way to separate a man from his true self. My beloved brother M-illitant. I can only hope to have made you as proud as you made me. The world just lost a real one. May Allah pardon you, forgive your sins and grant you the highest level of paradise. #malikb #thelegendaryrootscrew

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