Born in Oregon. Lives in Belfast. Makes sweet as beats and raps like fuck in his bedroom. A one man riot rhythm of vitriolic bile that takes you deep into the shadowy darkness of Skid Row Belfast whether you want to go or not.
“It’s alright if you wanna be like Pimp Daddy, Puff Diddy but if you use language like that in public again you will be arrested for breach of peace.”
“Electro punk rap that draws us across the (metaphorical) tracks to the wrong side of town. You remember that boy our mothers warned us about? That’s Bee Mick See!”
Across the Line – more than likely Philly Taggart