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I am .org. I started out as "the one-up kid" which is kind of pompous and grandstandary but it's also kind of cowboy, which is what I was going for at the time. Anderegg came up with .org. Actually it started out as www.com.org but it got shortened to just .org. Over the years I've been known by a gaggle of different nomenclature which I'll present to you in list form:
Dirty dick - Illiam came up with this one. It's pretty self explanatory. It was my name for the first porno track (st. pete's beat) and for the first alter ego song ("willie clean" off the self-titled .org cd)
Unclean penis - I changed my name to this for the second alter ego song which, as of the present, is not on any cd, but is about being in a haunted house trying to hook up with chicks.
Elephant man - alias from the 3rd alter ego track, "all systems yo"
Blake O'hara - this started as a joke (what, as opposed to the other genius aliases?) with Mr. O and myself. He was Chad Rodriguez and I was Blake O'Hara, for no good reason. This later became my Lawyer pseudonym for when Danny and I were pretending to be lawyers (Danny's lawyer name is "Mike Pierce" and our firm name is "O'Hara and Pierce").
Dr Johan Holiday - a Dr alias, although may also be a serial killer (see "Dr. M.D., Medical Doctor" for reference)
Dr Laser - my serial killer alias from the 4th alter ego track, "Murder House".
Slo-motion - from when Illiam and Jo Kool formed our side project, the Motions.This alias and overall concept is not that good. It involves being at this rap battle on castle Greyskull hosted by OB1 kenobi and Skeletor. Yeah, I know, that doesn't make any sense
I started making music because I wanted to. I didn't and I really still don't have any musical skill or talent. I am crazy so I think that helped because I was able to just work on music for, like, 10 hours a day for 3 or so years until I figured it out. It was kind of funny, I was struggling along and an angel flew into my room and up my penis hole, thus endowing me with musical genius. I tell you, I wouldn't be anything without my penis-angel.
After saykay started in 1996 it changed, or rather, branched out to a lot of different sub-groups. "Weed Illuminati" was one, kind of presumptious, but that was mainly for our Blunt-a-thons. Anderegg and I started "Waving Gyros" a "band" but not really. Primarily we would jam and in 1999 we made a 16 minute long freestyle called "That girl 2000". It was as good as you can imagine a 16 minute long freestlye being good.
Top 5 Serial Killers
1. Jack the Ripper
2. Ed Gien
3. Ted Bundy
4. David Burkowitz (son of sam)
5. Andrei Chikatilo
When I was in the first grade I had this dream that my parents and sister were going to weed the garden at the side of the house and it was night time, you know the usual dream-eternal-night scenario. And while all my family was outside I went upstairs to my room and someone was in the house, I believe he was a robber or burgler (we were about to be burgled). He grabbed me and put his hand over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. I pretended to faint and he let go. I was able to scream and the police came immediately. They apprehended the perpetrator and all was well. I went to sleep and woke up I was in the basement, these monsters (the same monsters from "Golden Lance", the one that was the main guys friend) had taken me from my room and I was on the floor of the basement, pretending to be asleep, while they stood around and decided weather or not to eat me. Ultimately one came over and tried to take a bite out of my left arm. At this point I was awakened by the feeling of something biting my arm. Not an animal (we had no pets), not a human (it was the middle of the night and no one was up or biting me). I just laid there paralyzed with fear because I was just woken up by being bit, or bite-ed, in the arm. I think I laid there for hours and lost mad sleep that whole week. That was the scariest nightmare I had had.
Shouts:
my first shit was smoking and freestlying the the bathrooms at the Art Institute with Sparker Lewis, epyk, and Mr. O. Then follows as such; Saint Pete. Murlot. Anderegg. Christopher Paul and Tears/Understandable and the whole Blunt City. Jon Doe. Blunt Dr. Jo Kool. Qwest, Mose III. Rain. Thunder. Jmel. Alexia. Kenny. Zubair. Pete. Sarah. Bree. The Parents. Satan. Jesus. Miss Lady. Cats. Caffine. Outer space. G4's.
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Aliases
My name is Saint Pete a.k.a. Slippery Pete a.k.a. Gary Indiana a.k.a. The Cherry Picker a.k.a. Poppie Boob a.k.a. LOSER a.k.a. Fat Kid and Flipper Baby
WHY DID YOU START MAKING MUSIC? / PERSONAL HISTORY
I'd like to start by just saying that music has influenced me from early childhood and making it was inevitable.
I started making music when I was young. I worked at a bottled water plant the whole summer when I was 12 to but this ugly headless black bass and an amp. I took 2 bass lessons and my teacher taught me how to play music triads, and a couple of Nirvana songs. He tried to start teaching me how to read music so I said, "fuck this! I just want to play". So, some of my friends that I hung out with were practicing and I showed up and asked if I could play some songs with them. I played better then the bassist they had, who was also a Dork in our opinion, and they kind of kicked him out of the band. He would come over and play a couple songs at practice, but they didn't really click for him until we played at the 8th grade yearbook signing/field day. We planned to switch playing bass half way through the set, but we just kept playing while he sat there with his bass about to cry.
We played as a band for about 2 more years.
During that time we were in high school and my interests shifted away from the band and more into skateboarding and making videos in telecom class. My friend Enzo and I started by making a skate video of our close friends and us. We filmed and edited the video and our teacher liked it and us enough to let us have access to the editors whenever we wanted. So from there we were editing and filming projects together and alone all the time. I learned a lot about audio levels, fades, and piecing projects together from original and sampled source material. At the end of high school I traded this kid some stereo equipment I stole from my step-dad for two turntables and a crate of records. I would mix records and friends would freestlye. So then, I moved into my first apartment with my, now dead from heroin, friend Rob. In the laundry room of this basement one day, in the first month of renting, I met Max a.k.a. .org, along with King kung fu, EPYK, and others. I was getting my laundry out of the dryer in my boxers with a towel wrapped around my waist and this kid comes in going to the room connected to the laundry room and he had a blunt in his hand. I was like, "word!?" So we went into their little basement room and I smoked this blunt with his friends who were chillin'. I was sitting there in a towel in a room of, at that time, strangers (some girls) smoking a blunt like a dumbass. But .org let me borrow some gear like a 4-track and a mic. I spent some time making beats and rhyming with a bunch of people. I used that 4-track, a keyboard, and sampled records with a sample button on the mixer to make songs. At that time I was a freshman at film school in Chicago and was skating a lot. So then I just got a computer, stopped going to class, learned MIDI, skated, and just got into it. I want to make great music before I die.
WHAT IS YOUR SECRET ROBOT POWER?
If I told you my secret robot power, it wouldn't be much of a SECRET, would it? But I will share one of my robot powers with you. It's not a secret but you probably don't know about it. I have the robot power of being a robot. See, Robots don't have feelings. Robots don't have opinions. Robots don't have to think about life or plans or making money or other peoples feelings. They're programmed by someone else, mindless workers. This power helps me carry out my daily operations effortlessly and baggage free. No worries. No natural urges. No regrets. No emotional ties. Just Robot, bitch!
My top 5 things to say/things.
5: Fuck!? / time-travel
4: Hell yeah! / money
3: Word? / sex
2: Mother fucker! / drugs
1: What? / music
WHAT WAS YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE?
My worst nightmare was when I slipped and fell into the Labyrinth of Borg Nold. I was walking through a forest preserve at about 10 o'clock p.m., cutting through as a short cut to this McDonald's I was going to blow up with a pipe bomb, and I lipped out on some asshole's beer bottle. I guess the ground where I fell was thin because when I hit the ground I fell through into a slide tunnel. It was just like Goonies man! So, I'm like, "Whoooooo!!" going really fast. It was all-cool until at the bottom I got dumped into some nasty pit filled with all these used condoms and medical biohazard. I jumped out of the pit as fast as I could and after rolling around and crying in disgust and the feeling of extreme filth and disease on me, I realized I was in a very different place then I just came from. I looked around and there were all these little creatures that looked like fat black and white spotted elephants with fur, that were about four feet tall and all walking in a line. Just like a two-lane road, some going one way and some going the other. They were nose to tail and weren't looking side to side at all. Kind of like an assembly line. Piles of clay with small holes were all over, like it was their version of a hut. Each pile of clay was a different, bright color and they looked like someone took a big ice-cream scoop and plopped 'em out of the sky. At the point where the clay ended, all the flat ground was a perfectly smooth, black marble that looked like it had been polished daily for the last 200 years. Since the piles of clay are so close together, some bleeding into each other, the marble runs in rough edged paths, like side walks. The furry-fat-mini-elephant-people were all on the paths but most paths were empty. So I quickly got out of sight and onto an empty walkway and started walking. After about ten minutes I came to a corner where when I turned it I saw a huge capitol looking building with flag waving on it's peak. At this point my mission was clear, to get to that building. If anybody here could get me home I'm sure they're here. But on my next step I was tripped to the ground and hit my chin on the ground and my front tooth popped out. I picked my tooth up, stood up and when I looked back I saw an old knee-height duck man in wizards clothes. My first question was of course, "You're a wizard, put my tooth back in!" But he just stood there and laughed hysterically until it became coughing. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out some sort of nostril inhaler and took a couple sprays. He stopped coughing immediately, looked at me, and said, "I'm no wizard you fool. I'm the key holder, your medicine man." I asked him what he meant but he just replied, "You want to go there?" And he pointed to the capitol-looking building in the distance. "Yes! Can you tell me the way" He sat looking at me for a moment and then took a deep breath. "Not all are welcome at the palace. But I will help you if you answer me this. Everything is?" So I thought for a second and said, "In your head." The duck man sat down and started, what looked like praying. I couldn't understand his words but it seemed like he was asking for guidance. He then got up, walked to one of the huts, and dusted away some clay reveling a handle. He then said very softly and seriously, "Hear you go?" and pulled the handle opening a door that had a round tunnel behind it. "This will take you straight to the castle, you'll need a torch." Then he magically made one appear and float to his hand already lit by the snap of his finger and smiled devilishly. I don't know what to think of it but I thanked him and started down the tunnel. As I walked away he was muttering something about being a young man to himself, but I just kept on, I didn't feel the need to question him any further. After walking for what seemed like an hour, I stopped and sat down leaning my back on the wall of the tunnel. I lit a cigarette and took a drag, but as I exhaled I saw across from me on the opposite wall a picture of a woman with her skirt pulled hanging in the middle of this tunnel dug in the clay. The picture looked like it was taken in the 1800's or something like that. The woman was wearing a long dress with the extra layers underneath like they did back then. her face wasn't smiling but, looking like she had a gun pointed at her. So, I looked at the picture while I had my smoke and when I was done I decided I wanted to take the picture as a souvenir. But when I went to take it off the wall it didn't move, so I put my all into it and ripped the frame off the wall. Behind the painting I was amazed to find a smaller tunnel, so I looked inside and decided that I was going to take this path instead. But not ten feet in, the floor gave out and I started falling quickly. I felt flesh slapping on me as I slowed down, and then stopped in the grips of a dozen hands holding me. It was like a tube where a bunch of people were sticking their hands in holes from the outside while I was on the inside. It seemed to go on forever with hands sticking out all along the walls. Some of the hands started taking off my pants and playing with my dick as I was kicking and yelling. But, the more I struggled, the tighter they held me until I gave in. As the hands did their work I just hummed to myself and thought of sexy women in Playboys I'd owned, as to just get it over with. But when it was over the hands immediately let go and I started dropping again. Plummeting down to what I assumed to be condoms and needles I came to a pleasant surprise. It seems I had slid into a Victoria's Secret models shower room orgy. When I plopped down in the room they all turned to me in surprise. Since it was all girls, they were rather excited to see me and started moving slowly my way. One girl ran her fingers through my hair and purred at me as the others surrounded me touching and rubbing. We all indulged for the next few hours, taking turns playing games and such until we were exhausted and ready for a nap. I asked one of the ladies where I was and she explained that I was in the Queen's castle, the capitol-looking building I had been trying to get to. At this point I decided going home could wait awhile, I'm staying here. So, I asked, "What's up with the mini-elephants and huts and holes full of used medical supplies?" And this girl started to explain it to me but my vision got all blurry and I couldn't hear her over my alarm clock. The next thing I know I'm in my bed at home and it's 8:30 am. TIME TO GO TO WORK. FUCK!!
I guess I don't have nightmares
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Aliases:
- Ill Ends - this is where it all started. My very first
rap name. When I thought I was a rapper
- Ill Ben - Max started calling me Ill Ben (Jamaica
- white hen!), which stuck and eventually was my official
DJ name
- Ill Sven - My graphic design alter ego. Sweden is
where i call home, when I'm not kicking ass and taking
names in focus groups in a foreign land.
- Ill Yoazer -
- Meathooks - Keeping em shook.
- Cellular Steve - When I'm on my hustle
- Benecio the pro -
- benzo -
- Drinkenstein - when i'm good and toasted
- Boe Oboe -
- The RugDoctor, The French Tickler -
- Benson & Benson- Attorney at law. You may have
seen my commercials on daytime T.V. if you live in the
Chicago area.
- johnnie corkscrew - keep yer ears peeled.
Played the Sax for 2 weeks and the keys for 2 years
early in life, around age 9. Got turntables and a mixer
when I was a senior in high school in Memphis TN, where
there where a few really competitive DJ's - Cap A and
Soul Child to name a couple. Came back to Chi to go
to the Art Institute, where I met Epyk who was getting
into making beats and still to this day the most talented
MC I've met so far. He really set the standard and pushed
me and others to make good music.
In 99 I joined a live hip hop group called the B Movie
Fiends, or BMF, which was Johnny Quest's baby (not to
be confused with Qwest who was also in BMF, who at the
time was mr. Enygma and Johnny at the time was officially
Johnny puertochinko because he is chinese and rican
- not the most p.c. name but to each his own i guess).
That was a really great experience, playing out all
the time for two years or so. Quit that in 01 to finish
school, be more creative and drink herbal tea.
Somewhere in there all of us were making bussloads of
tracks and having tons of fun at max and murrays house
- on evergreen and then on kimball with st. pete.
And thats about it for musical history.
My Super power is the ability to talk tons of shit to
people I don't know.
I'd fuck a fat dude!
Top 5 favorite educational slogans for young people
(under construction).
4. Fire safety rap
3. Smokers are jokers
2. Disease free in 2003
1. Drugs aren't cool in any way. Go to school every
day! (sing it!)
Shouts to:
CTA, my bike, mom, pop, joseph g. cool(the coolest kid
in the world) Ernesto, sarah carey (tiger lilly), everyone
featured on the site obviously - murlot(bloe hole),
max, st. pete, joe fixxx, qwest, rain, mose and friends, dan, brendan,
epyk, memphis, chicago late at night when its cold and
lonely, ez, abel, chris waldron, morna, katie k and
them, florida kids - jon doe (don't loose hope), dre,
tears (i still love you man) christopher paul - the
whole blunt city!!!, johnny puertochinko, mike ryan,
bob willems, small change, mike hero, lumba,
twistedtracks.com samantha, rj, rockwell, pretty girls, all
people who give me money and last but not least - fuck every last republican- bush killa!
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Aliases
King Kung Fu - the original, King Kong-Kung fu-Jedi-Ninja, Red-Rum, Maddog Murdoc, Dr. Murlot, The Grosser, Hi-Jack, Hepatitus T.
...Murricane, Mr. Hankey, Heavens to Murgatroid, Murangatang, Murman,
Murmur, Merlin, Missing Link, Murder.
Music is the perfect drug and I've been a junkie since birth. I credit "Jaymar" the baby piano as my first experimentation in music. In the first grade I saw "The New York City Breakers" at a mall and got the "Breakdance" tape, I only breakdanced for about a year and a half but I still listen to that tape. I took about 4 years of piano lessons from a mean version of "Church Lady" so that I could take drum as an instrament in band. My brother and me got a drum set and started playing that. My brother then got the first four track I had ever seen, and after listening to "The Adventures of Grand Master Flash on the Wheels of Steel" I made my first four track beat mixing. (sampling other music mixed with original recordings) The first completed work I made was myself Jared and Scott (Gordon R. Dixon) doing an improv Body Count cover album. In college I met Ben and Max, Pete Davis, ended up moving in with the gang and studied under them as they learned the ways of beat creation and the immersion of Pro-Tools.
Now I have become the Master.
TOP FIVE UNDERRATED BADASS STAR WARS CHARACTERS:
1) ROYAL GUARD- you never see these guys touch anybody, but in their red velvet robes and sunglass visor, these bad mother fuckers protect the Emperor, the most dangerous man in the galaxy. You know they kick ass.
2) WAMPA - perhaps not underrated but yes it was badass in the movie, kicked Luke's ass, killed his Tan-Tan, but there was a scene left out where the Wampa gets into the rebel base after the Empire has taken it, and the Wapma kills a bunch of stormtroopers and ends up getting killed by Vader. I don't know if this justifies top five but it's good and violent.
3) IG-88 - The Robot-Assasin, machine programed to kill for pay. say no more.
4) THE EWOKS WHO TAKE OVER THE AT-ST - while all the other stupid Ewoks are chucking stones and throwing sticks, these two are swinging on vines to break into a complex sealed machine, then proceed to kill at least 2 stormtroopers twice their size and use the machine's weapons to blast fools. chewie helped.
5) TRIGGER-MAN FOR THE DEATHSTAR - he knew what he was doing
Robot Power- HEATWAVE!
Nightmare - Radio
Shout out... Blunt City, PARADOX Crew, Weasels, Farm Crew, Wonderloaf, Paradox, Mose III, Anderegg, Danny boy, Tara, Minneapolis, Madison, Ernie, Kenny G., Alexia,
Los Alamos, Eastcoast, Westcoast, Iowa, family, enemies, earth.
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Aliases:
Epyk, Big Cat, Dinosaur,
Crickets: Stockton
Reason for making music:
Wack Wax in
my ears.
Robot Power:
Aural Mortar Shells/wing consumption
Worst Nightmare:
the present
Shouts:
Jah, Mom-Dukes- them,
bluntcity fam, Saykay fam, Science faction fam
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Aliases:
G.I. Pro, Willie Clean, B.M.O.C., Joe Kool, Precise Lee
(Murder House), Scraps, Elian (Alter Ego pt 2 "Haunted
House"), Hard Raps (All Systems Yo!), Mr. Buckles
Well it all
started when Ben was doing shit in the studio at the Art
Institute. I wanted to be a part of it but I couldn't
rhyme yet. One day I went to the studio with Ben and he
made a track. He told me to give shout outs and that's
how I got my start.
Fireballs Top 5:
1. Banana
peels
2. Backwards hats
3. DVD players
4. Convenient stores
5. raps
My worst nightmare was when I wasn't rapping.
Shouts:
Illiam, epyk, Max and Murray, Conglomatron, Mike
Zero, Science Faction, Blunt City, Gorillas and Raves,
EZ, Abel, my parents, and others
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Aliases:
- Danny boy or mister o - whatevers clever
First experience
I had was piano lessons when i was in the fourth grade.
This really nice lady used to come to my house. It was
terrible not so much for me, but for her. I wasn't that
balanced as a kid. My teacher was eventually the one who
quit. Her reason was, and I quote ,"I think your son hates
me". My pattern of alienating everyone but imaginary friends
continued till I started high school. Funny thing that
in high school my second meaningful music experience took
place when I started this hard core band called "sterile".
We played shows for in my basement for a whole summer.
Our audience mainly consisted of a washer, dryer and some
assorted and rarely used power tools.
secret robot power--I
am not the machine for the making of the babies
these
are my five-six favorite cartoon villains no real order
1. soundwave -transformers
2. doctor doom -fantastic four
3. destro - gi joe
4. don carnage - tail spin
5. the joker
-batman
6. Rat king - t.m.n.t.
All right this was pretty
creepy I was like in the tenth grade of high school or
whatever and in my room I used to have this fold out couch
that I slept on. It was nice but I was never a good sleeper
and I used to wake up in the middle of the night almost
always, still do in fact. Yeah so this night it was actually
almost morning just a faint enough swampy light in the
room. I had my back up siting against the wall groggy
and waking up in my t shirt and boxers. So I rub my eyes
and then my head a bit the usual wake up ritual. No different
than anyone except I had a shaved head in high school
and something was different this time. As I rubbed the
top of my head my fingers started getting wet and i got
a little nervous. It felt like touching a cracked pumpkin
filled with warm shrimp. The top of my head had cracked
open and I was touching bone, meat ,and my own brain.
I froze I was too freaked out to do anything couldn't
even breath and I wanted to throw up. I blacked out or
passed out eventually and woke up in the same position
super bugged out and scared to touch my head all day.
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My aliases are:
-Roberto, Umberto - I never came up with this one but
somehow it stuck; as my first name is actually Robert,
it does make some sense in a high, italian sort of a way.
-The Turkish Revolution - I had to come up with some alias
for the Miranda album and rather than referring to myself
or money or how awesome I was I decided I wanted to be
an actual revolution. The Turkish Revolution was the first
one that came to mind. footnote: this is not a political
statement as much as a statement on the stupidity of aliases
themselves.
- The Jargon Revolution - I decided that the Turkish Revolution
was in bad taste as it wasn't a political name yet took
a horrible situation lightly.
-Anderegg - My own last name because it was something
that I knew I wouldn't change anytime soon. I was really-
thinking.
-B-man - a self explanatory shortening of one prenom.
I started recording mix tapes at the age of about five,
I have a great one that has such bangers as Old Yeller,
Davy Crockett, and select tracks from the Disney animated
version of Robin Hood. I also have great recordings of
my parents that they never knew I made and my brother
singing nick-nack-patty-wack... and forgetting the number
8. First tape recorder, a brown Fisher-Price. I started
playing violin at age 7 but wasn't that interested so
I switched to drums, played drums for a while and then
met someone better than me so I started playing guitar
at age 12. To get girls? not necessarily but I soon realized
it worked. When I went to college I started using computers
and realized I could make every weird sound the Orb made,
I also realized that the sounds the Orb made weren't that
weird so I made weirder sounds than any sounds the Orb
made but I went too far. Then I fell in love with gear
and got so deep into it that I couldn't get any girls.
The only super power I know to possess is the effect of
slurring my speech until my rhymes become completely unintelligible,
or maybe that's just from being drunk.
I have to write my top 5 favorites so I'll choose my 5
favorite animals,
Lemurs - My brother and I downloaded Lemurs singing off
the internet and put them to a beat, we then harmonized
with the Lemurs through the utilization of the L.V. Worm
function on the Proteus, I don't think I have to describe
the unprecedented genius of this artistic statement.
Sea Lions - what magic genetic mutation created these
wondrous balls of yelping fat. I once did a painting of
a dead sea lion that propelled my artistic career to unmeasurable
heights.
Spiders - They're almost as disturbing as silver fish
but they look like human hands maybe I just like the metaphor
created by this similarity which I use often in my lyrics,
creepy.
Jelly Fish - I think a Portuguese man of war is a kind
of jelly fish or may just look like a jelly fish, hmmm
jelly fish.
For my last animal I would have to pick a cocker spaniel
because they are the best way to represent innocence in
music...... brilliant!
I have had several disturbing dreams in the past few weeks
so I will just go on a ghost theme, that I move into apartments
containing ghosts and have to confront the ghosts, in
one dream the ghost formed under the covers of my bed
as I am sitting in a chair beside it, in another I am
in a hotel room being haunted by the ghost of an ex-girlfriend,
in another the ghost plays the piano in a very creepy
way. footnote: a common theme among ghosts which was also
used recently in the film the others. In another the ghost
just sits in the room and doesn't move or say anything
but I know I have to talk to it.
I'd prefer not to do shout outs to people so I will describe
7 things that make me mad.
1. girls that refer to their favorite female artists by
their first names, ie: ani, tori, sarah etc.
2. people that annunciate really well unnecessarily because
they think it makes them sound smarter.
3. people that are extremely polite but say really obnoxious
things, as if their politeness will make the obnoxious
things they say seem less obnoxious.
4. girls that think everyone wants them even though they
know I'm prettier than them.
5. people that try to prove they're really smart to overcompensate
for how drunk they are.
6. people that talk about war and politics as if they
have any idea what's going on, I refuse to talk about
politics, the division of power in the government was
created so even those within it won't know what's going
on.
7. Lincoln Park, the band and the actual geographical
location god they're both so utterly horrible.
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I AM Rainman AKA RAIN AKA Harvey Dent
AKA Harvey DENTAL
GOVERMENT name Steven Nelson
I start
making music because I got a vision from the stars He
told me he was my father oh wait thats star wars.....I
start smoking weed and wait i cant remember
Robot Power:
My meet and two veggies are laced with antimantium the
stuff in woverine.
TOP FIVE letters A B C D E
Worst
nightmare I was not a dope M.C. that was scary
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My aliases are...
- Qwest Infinite - Inspired by getting struck by lightning
while watching the Simpsons.
- Cochise - Art imitating my life. Watch the movie then
you'll understand.
- Dr. Killjoy - This is my supervillian
alter-ego bent on total destruction of those I deem stupid.
- Mr. E. Nygma - Don't ask the answer has killed all non-mutant
life forms.
I started rhyming at 8 years old and have
developed my talent into an excuse for living the life
of an artist. I've been in many groups and crews over
the years so i won't list them all except my current group
Paradox which consist of myself and Rainman. Saykay Productions
is where you can find me lamenting the problems of my
life and converting emotion to sound.
I possess many superpowers
the foremost is the ability to walk between reality and
warp the perception of those around me...I exercise this
most under the guise of Edward Nygma.
My Five Favorite
Forms Of Violent Death:
- Decapitation - A clean blade to the neck is always entertaining.
- Dismembering - Watching someone crawl away with no legs
is funny as fuck...
-Live Dissection - Tears of joy run
down my face when I see the look of someone whose just
gotten a Y cut while they are still alive with no painkillers.
- Snake Venom - Put a little snake venom in someones coffee
its always a great way to start the day.
- Scorpions - Nothing
says you care like hundreds of scorpions in someones bed
after you've given them some ether to slow down their
reactions.
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I am Mose The Third
I got in to music after realizing how therapeutic it made
me feel to compose songs
My Secret Power is my socially
responsible demeanor
Top 5 favorite emcees
1. Krs-One
2. Tupac
3. Biggie
4. Ras Kass
5. Common
My worst nightmare
would be going to a "dry" party
I don't shout too often,
but I give props to the world for existing in mine
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