Born in Montreal, raised outside the city, aint to pretty round my way but i stay cause the love it gimmy. Been spitin rap tracks from way back,, how far we goin back, around the time i started rhymin Michael Jack was still black. Made a few tapes, rocked a few shows, had some up's & lockdowns thats just how the BIO go. I was lost but now im found up town on the rebound, rockin for the underground where they be lovin my sound. Then i had another slip & fall, like con's in the mall, but with broken bones & a whole in my dome the size of a base ball, & all that, set me back a few more years, but i persevered through the blood, sweat & all the fears. No time for tellin tales, thats for main stream record sales. Screamin KEEP IT REAL gonna be the last thing i exhale. Now a homey hooked me up with a my space i laced with a couple tracks i brought back from my last mishap place, a hospital bed, a pad & a pen, throwin down texts that make them haters wish i was dead. So learn a lesson from my blessin, when the shit go down, it aint bout how hard you been hit, but how hard you come back around!
PEACE, NUTIN BUT LOVE. KEEP IT REAL FOR REALITIES SAKE!!!
PAK-MAN
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