nwa (dre, ice cube) jay-z. biggie. 2pac. eminem. nas. scarface. snoop (doggystyl) big pun. mc eiht "geah" oh yuh..michael jackson..b4 he went crazy..(u had a zippr jacket, quit frontin), me cuz God blessd me wit it... gives u goosebumps dont it, cant forget u haters, i love you... cuz witout you i jus couldnt be myself.... ha ha
The son of a carpenter and a housewife, Quota and his younger sister, were raised in the historical 1st ward of Houston, tx. I remember my fifth grade teacher asking me, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" My answer, "President of the United States!" She must of known i was crazy, but even at a young age i had aspirations of being a great leader. My parents wanted the best for me, of course i had other plans for my future. I was a good kid, right up until i hit the block, thats wher i credit getting my own form of higher learning. It was around that time, my father had a work related accident that almost ended his life. It was a tough time, i needed something to help me get through, rap was what helped me cope. I fell in love with rap music, and knew i would grow up being a part of its future.
The summer i graduated high school; i dont know how i did that because since the sixth grade my mind was already in another zone; when i was old enough to make decisions for myself, at least i thought they were what was best for me. I started selling cocaine, growing up in the hood, i had seen others make come ups off dealing dope. One day a dude i thought was a friend, set me up for 252 grams of coke; a quarterkey, hence my rap name; & i ended up in jail facing 10/99, 10 yrs being the minimum, 99 being the maximum time i was lookng at spending the property of the State of Texas. It was there i found myself reflecting on my life, looked deep into my self, and asked God for a way out. I prayed, " God get me out of here, i promise to never do what got me in here again, give me something i love doing so i can make a living off of." I walked away from the situation with only probation.
A couple years later, after what felt like a hundred dead end jobs, i felt i was at a fork in the road. I was in my cadillac rollin through my neighborhood one day, a benz swerves missing me by inches. I made a u-turn, parked, & steppd off, walked toward whoever was driving the mercedes. It was Carlos Coy, you may know him as (SPM). I guess he saw the look in my face, "Do you rap?" he asked, I said "no." Its funny now, but at the moment i coudn't care less who this guy was.
In the beginning of 2001, i started to hang around the dopehouse studios, I grew close to everyone there, especially Jaime "Pain" Ortiz, and Coast. Coast was in the process of being signed on to the label as a solo artist. One day, he was working on what was to be the 1st song for that project, i had an idea for a hook (chorus). He liked my idea, and asked me if i wanted to record with him on the track. I had no prior experience working in a studio, let alone i hadnt really written music before; this was God opening doors for me; Coast and i had many common goals, we clicked because we saw qualities we desired in each other, he asked if i wanted to do the album with him, i agreed; how could i turn down an oppurtunity like that?; he also asked for me to be added to the contract. We dropped the Twin Beredaz self titled debut album, the rest is history.
In the summer of 2002, after promoting the Twin Beredaz album at a local club, driving home i was sideswiped by a vehicle on the highway. My cadillac ended up under the bed of an 18 wheeler, needless to say, my homie Ziggy; he's more like a younger brother to me; and i walked away without a scratch. I'm obviously here with a greater purpose, God has something great planned for all of us.
Its been a long road, but i'm on the right path, God is with me. I owe this to him, the lyrics i have been blessed with are his, he is my ghostwriter. I will never step outside myself and look at any of my accomplishments like this is what i've done. i'm not a rapper, this is just what i do. These rappers just pretend to be who i really am. These rappers not even close 2 to being what they talk about, believe me i know most of them. Rap is but a minor detail in my life, i love it, but not more than my life and the people who i can call my family and friends. This is what means the world to me.
Its love.
hey..il be at the escape lounge downtown this weekend..its 20 to get in and free drinks all night...we had a big crowd there last time and id like to get more people there this time...get ahold of me if you have any questions....come out if you can..
Wuz good wit yuh?!?! I know it's been a min. but i got 5 new trackz on my page! come bump dem hoe's real quick and let yuh boi know wuh yuh think. Fly or Not???
get all ur friends and come party this saturday its 20 to get in the door and free drinks all night...the more the better..for every 25 people who come in and say they are with my party we get a free bottle of goose...try and make it
Make sure to come out to the all new Cancun Nights(827 N Main St). Saturday December 12 for our Ft. Worth Wasted Party. Myself Royal South, Xl & F.Wellz will be Performing Live at 1:45 A.M.
Check out the mix below to see what we sounding like...
Saturday The 19th We Celebratign King Corleons B-Day with a bang. Come watch King Corleone in a 4 round boxing match vs. Alex The Brave and a Hip Hop show opening... Bring your own bottlez
DAM QUOTA! THANKS FOR THE INVITE, IMA HUGE FAN BRO I LOVE YO SHIT I SWEAR TO GOD!! I MET UP WITH THAT BOY RASHEED HE TOLD ME TO COME BY THE DOPEHOUSE STUDIO... BUT THAT WAS LIKE 6MONTHS AGO... HOPE EVERYTHING IS WORKING OUT GOOD FOR YOU DOWG TAKE CARE BRO.... MARCO
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