«Emation» - 伝記、アルバム、曲、ビデオクリップ


my life… I don’t want to make this too long but if you know me, I write novels and I have lived a crazy life. I’ve been expelled for my music, kicked out of my house, disowned by my parents, homeless, broke, broke again, brokenhearted, had my heart stop, pretty much you name it, and it’s happened to me. I’ve made some stupid mistakes, poor choices, and dealt with some unfortunate circumstances… but thanks to the gracious hands of God I’m still here, much more defined and stronger then I ever was before. My songs make up the pieces of my real life. The more you know me as a person, the more you’ll understand me as a performer. I came from nothing, born in a little town in Baker City, Oregon by a 15-year-old Mom & a 17-year-old Dad (if you could imagine)… I raised myself. I always have been the rebel of the family… 9 years ago I told my mom I wanted to be a rapper and she told me to shut up and never listen to rap again. The more my family pushed me away the more they inspired me to prove them wrong. Now that I’m 19 and I’ve been living in California on my own for almost two years… I’ve hardly even started to break the ice. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve worked hard to make myself known, but I have a long ways to go. I’ve done shows in places like The Social right off of Sunset Blvd. in Hollywood, Suave Nightclub, Fredo’s Nightclub, and many more all through-out California. I’ve been on TMS Radio with Stu Stone and Andy Milonakis and have had the opportunity to kick it with Tech N9ne, Big Krizz Kaliko, and Kutt Calhoun while they were on tour and even come on stage for a song. I’ve realized with time though, I can’t do it all on my own. I need everyone’s help I can get. I want to create an empire of ILL-based-music with as many dope artists as possible. In September of 2008, I was homeless… and had nothing but a swollen face and cracked smile. I couldn’t sleep, I could barely eat, and I was the most depressed I’d ever been in my life… Since then I’ve worked hard to get on my feet and completely turn my life around. It came to the point where I either had to sober up, or I was going to kill myself. I had already overdosed August 26, 2008, 4 days before my birthday…(I’m a 1989 baby, cheaaaa) anyways, it’s nothing I was proud of. Drugs aren’t the answer for feeling alone and like no one cares about you. Don’t ever believe that, you always have someone somewhere that loves you, and you don’t know how much hurting yourself hurts them. Music is my anti-drug; God gave me talent and saved my life for a reason… to infect a people with my truth-serum and antidote, THE ILLNESS.