Here we go, here we go.

I'm in Atlantic City, the DJ Red Alert on stage with Lady B. They're warming up the

crowd.

This concert was like a running mixtape. No breaks, no pauses. Like when you put in a cassette

and press play, as soon as the rapper song was done, another one came on on stage.

I've never seen the grandmasters of hip hop on stage like this together, but this occasion is

special. It's an anniversary. It's a celebration. Hip hop is turning 50.

I was there to be a part of hip hop history. I wanted to understand the old school generation,

to understand the mindset of the people who started this 50 years ago.

My name is Power Smith. I'm one half of the legendary rapper with BPMD.

Master Ace, MC, Recording Artist, Songwriter from Brooklyn, New York.

I am the legendary DJ Cooler from Washington, DC, and I tag clubs. That's what I do.

Backstage after the show, all the legends are gathered, but it felt less like a concert and more

like a family reunion. Now that this dude right here, this dude right here, he never changed.

He was a bummed in and he's a bummed out.

And one corner of the room, I spot Melly Mel. Someone who's been rapping before the term

hip hop was even created. He's cracking jokes with DJ Red Alert.

There's a lot of laughter and a lot of reminiscing. Everyone is wearing the exact same outfits they

wore back in the 80s. I was rapping. Oh, excuse me. I was rapping like 83. I think I got in

high school at 86. I started rapping in junior high, maybe 83. Wow. I see yo-yo. She was one of my

favorite rappers growing up. What were you rapping about in junior high? Oh my god. I used to battle

rap. Oh, that's good. I had a boyfriend. I wrote a rap like, ha ha, yo busted. I wrote a rap,

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