Shy Glizzy tweeted a few weeks backs that he would appear in the new issue of Fader and below is a except from the interview. You can read the interview right here.
The real-life Shy Glizzy is calmer than you’d expect from his videos. The 20-year-old rapper from southeast DC is a restless ball of aggression on YouTube, his scrappy sideburns spilling out of crudely fashioned headwraps as he croaks threats about shooting his foes’ grandmothers in their “titties”— If that bitch ain’t dead already, that is. In person, he’s a slight frame under a knit beanie cap, eyes buried in the smartphone glow of his Twitter feed as he waits for his food at Next Door, the upscale annex to greasy spoon DC institution Ben’s Chili Bowl. He’s soft spoken, but strike the right nerve conversationally, and his excitement spikes—not to the heights of the rasping madman in his videos, but to a more thoughtful end. “I love learning, I love education period,” he says, rattling off his favorite subjects: religion, the mafia and recent readings, like Jay-Z’s Decoded. This isn’t exactly the line of conversation you’d expect from a self-proclaimed grandma shooter, but it shares a point of origin with his rap career. After getting busted for what he describes as “a robbery” at age 16, Glizzy was sentenced to 14 months in a juvenile detention center. It was there that he picked up books and pens. “I was just bored one day and I started writing,” he says. “I was trying to write a book, but it ended up being a song.”
Read more: http://www.thefader.com/2013/03/19/gen-f-shy-glizzy/#ixzz2O0Vue6YhThe real-life Shy Glizzy is calmer than you’d expect from his videos. The 20-year-old rapper from southeast DC is a restless ball of aggression on YouTube, his scrappy sideburns spilling out of crudely fashioned headwraps as he croaks threats about shooting his foes’ grandmothers in their “titties”— If that bitch ain’t dead already, that is. In person, he’s a slight frame under a knit beanie cap, eyes buried in the smartphone glow of his Twitter feed as he waits for his food at Next Door, the upscale annex to greasy spoon DC institution Ben’s Chili Bowl. He’s soft spoken, but strike the right nerve conversationally, and his excitement spikes—not to the heights of the rasping madman in his videos, but to a more thoughtful end. “I love learning, I love education period,” he says, rattling off his favorite subjects: religion, the mafia and recent readings, like Jay-Z’s Decoded. This isn’t exactly the line of conversation you’d expect from a self-proclaimed grandma shooter, but it shares a point of origin with his rap career. After getting busted for what he describes as “a robbery” at age 16, Glizzy was sentenced to 14 months in a juvenile detention center. It was there that he picked up books and pens. “I was just bored one day and I started writing,” he says. “I was trying to write a book, but it ended up being a song.”
