The sort of fear you can feel tactilely but can't properly articulate.
3" sounded like a nightmare: not the linear, horror movie type, but the unmoored, impressionistic terror that leaves you soaked in sweat. But the follow-up, Hell on Earth, was uncontrolled chaos.
I can't find my copy of the issue-I'm sure it's somewhere in a musty stack-but I remember fragments from the story, like when either Billy Danze or Lil Fame said he got fed up at Roc-A-Fella because he didn't feel like they could call up Jay with concerns or pop over to his hotel room late at night to hash out differences.
Banks, Buck, and Yayo were also relegated to that part, along with Olivia, while the cover proper was full of the trophies 50 was lording over Jay-Z: Mobb Deep over his right shoulder, M.O.P. "MIKE JONES ON HIS CRAZY YEAR," "MAC DRE TRIBUTE," "JAY-Z AND NAS END FEUD," "THE RETURN OF SUPERHEAD." The cover story was "G-UNIT: THE GANG'S ALL HERE!" there was one of those foldout panels where you turn the page and peel back a cologne ad to reveal Spider Loc. Prodigy of Mobb Deep: died June 20, 2017. That's the gap between the rumor and the TMZ confirmation, between the word that trickles out through ex-Queensbridge Instagram accounts and the moment Hot 97 stops its programming cold to read the report.
It takes about four minutes for the soul to leave the body.