I fell in love with hip hop when I first heard "My Name Is" by Eminem. I remember being in my dads Cadillac around 1999. I was the biggest Will Smith fan at the time. Big Willie Style was my shit! Now, I know probably because Nas ghostwrote most of the album. When I played the album two times in a row, we took it out, the radio came on and the DJ gave an introduction about a white rapper. "Hi, kids do you like violence?" I was hooked. I became immersed in the world of hip hop. I burned a copy of the Slim Shady EP from my cousin because I wasn't allowed to buy it and I hid it under my bed. I wore that CD out. But it was my cousin that really got me into it. We would go on these long road trips to California and Louisiana and I would go through all of his CD's. He had all the explicit songs.

This was way before MP3 players were the norm. I had a little silver and red Sony player. And man, hearing Lil Wayne and the Hot Boys way before he was popular, was amazing. Lil Wayne, Dr. Dre, Eminem, Jay Z, Ja Rule, Alicia Keys, Tupac, Biggie, he had everything. I loved rap enough to try it but I hadn't decided to dedicate my life to it yet. Over those years my love with hip hop grew stronger with each CD I listened to. Hearing Renegade for the first time was like a huge moment to me. I remember listening to Em's verse like, "I have to be this good?' I still hadn't decided to peruse it yet though. Basketball was my love at the time. Something my cousin also put me up on.

It wasn't until the Anger Management 3 Tour came to town that I really decided to peruse it. I knew they were coming to town and I wanted to go but my dad wasn't the type to buy concert tickets. So I thought I had no chance of going. My homie was going though, he bought a couple of tickets in the nosebleeds. I remember being so jealous. Eminem was like a god to me. Still to this day he's my favorite rapper of all time. Out of the blue, my homie calls me and tells me that he won a couple more Luxury Box tickets from a local radio station. He told me if I wanted to go I could have his old ticket. Nosebleeds or not I didn't give a fuck. I wanted to go. I didn't even ask my dad, I didn't give a shit if he said yes or no I was going. When we got there I remember Lil John was opening. Then 50 Cent, and finally Eminem. I was up there with two of my homies friends, John and his girlfriend. When the concert was over they said I was the most boring person they ever been to a concert with. But they didn't understand I was having a life changing moment. I remember looking down at them on the stage astonished. I remember thinking, "This is what I want to do with my life." I knew it. I felt it. I just sat there, quiet, soaking it all in. Words can't describe the feeling. It was beautiful. Inspiring. Amazing. Seeing all of my favorite rappers on stage, Obie Trice, D12, Eminem, 50 Cent, Stat Quo, it was truly life altering.

When we left I was quiet. I didn't say a word. I remember the parking lot had posters promoting Proofs debut album on every light pole. I remember looking back and seeing the tour buses. Everybody was pumped. The show was amazing. I was silent. Before we got in the Yukon truck my homie use to have I turned and said to him, only loud enough for him to hear, "That's going to be me up there one day." He laughed. We got in the car and the first song that came on was off of the Anger Management 3 Mixtape. "Emulate."

Obie the person that came up introverted
Cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict
It was worth it cause he changed, became so observant
Serving such of a purpose
If you knew him earlier in his days, it's like a different version
So much hurting and pain gave him game for certain
That's why it's curtains in this murder, if you get him worked up
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers acting tougher
Had enough of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs, doing the same in school
Now look what he became, a fool
Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and not tain fame from you
Living hard but still Julliard
A god walks and ain't spend a day in the pew
Regardless of this I draw visual, pictures when a nigga vents
So welcome to the art department

Those words. That verse. He explained my life to a tee. I knew that rapping was for me. And in that moment I decided I wanted to peruse it full time. A year or so later, I dropped out of school in my senior year. I didn't see any use for it, mostly because I sat in class and wrote raps all day anyway. I came up on the values of Eminem. Say something when you spit, have a purpose, lyrics first, and master your craft. I believe all musicians strive to be as good as the artists that they listen to. The less skilled your favorite bands or rappers are, the faster you learn how to make that music. If you listen to the weakest rappers with the weakest flows, you can figure out that style pretty fast. If you listen to the most complex rappers, it will take you years to sound anywhere near them. It will take longer to figure it all out. And it took me years. In that time, the game totally changed, unfortunately. It wasn't about lyrics and saying something in your verses. Too many people seen the lucrative side of hip hop and started making music strictly for monetary gains. People didn't start rapping for the love of hip hop, they started rapping to become famous. They started rapping for the women. They started rapping for the money.

I have never wanted to be famous. I want my music to be famous, but I have no desire to be famous. But back to the game. Everything changed. All the values that were instilled in me from years of listening to the realest MC's became meaningless. I struggled with that for a while. The reasons why rap became my obsession are not only not present but they seem to be frowned upon in this generation. I came to a crossroads. I want to be successful with this rap shit. This is my passion. But over the years it's become a job. Even a burden on some occasions. I want to bring that back. I want to bring back that feeling. But I don't know if people want it back. The thing nobody tells you about perusing your dreams is, that nobody will care about something just because you do.

If you want to be successful you have to give people what they want. That's why so many artists like painters were slept on their entire lives. It's amazing how you can be so great at something and still get slept on. How you can be so good at something but people just don't recognize it. That's what I'm afraid of. I don't want the be Van Gogh. I want people to appreciate my art while I'm here. And that's what Pulp Noir is. It's about making songs that people will accept. If there is no demand for what I'm doing, no matter how great it may be, it's just not going to work. I knew I needed to changed things at least a year ago. But my biggest mistake was listening to other peoples advice about where I should go. I was sending beats to other people to get their approval. That was stupid. I know what music I need to make. It was my friends and people that have actually listened to my music over the years that got be back on track with two simple words. Do you.

Society always says that, but I don't think they really mean it. Do you. You "do you" and then they tell you, "not like that." Did our parents lie to us? Can we really be anything we want to be? There's the self doubt that's always just around the bend. I block it out. I've adopted the state of mind of not giving a fuck. I won't let other people's opinion drown out my own. I know what needs to be done. And I will get it done. I recognized that I had to do things a little different and that's what Pulp Noir is. This album has been by far the hardest album that I've ever made. Constant set backs, too much wasted time from waiting on other people, large gaps in between recording sessions, too many opinions. I've learned to block all of that out. I've grown and on this album I'm coming back stronger than ever. When we start promoting, I 100 percent believe that this album will be the one that start it off. All the years of waiting, preparing, hoping, set backs, limited resources, and hard work are about to pay of. 2015 is the year Sin City Quinn will start to become a house hold name. I want to be the greatest rapper of all time. That's what I do this for. I have a long way to go. A long way. But it's all about the journey, right?

I %100 percent feel like I'm the best rapper in this city. And I'm my own worst critic. I've heard a lot of niggas here and they can't fuck with me. I don't not believe that niggas are fucking with my lyrically or skill wise. Especially since I'm going only going %65. I not even going hard. But I feel like there are rappers here that are better than me musically. And that's what matters. That's what fucks with me. But that alone means that they won't be better than me for long.

I'm honestly surprised that the official songs that are out have gotten as many listens that they have across the internet and in apps. I thought they would get like 12 plays tops. After being out and not releasing any songs for two years, and having Facebook gut 80% of my fan base, I'm shocked. We're still in the preseason too. No videos. No promo videos. No press. No marketing. No anything. I'm interested to see what happens when the machine starts rolling. We need to get the Youtube and Soundcloud going like we had Hulkshare. If we can execute it right we'll be fine. I'm more than grateful. It's appreciated.

This is one of my favorite songs off of the EP. It's just one of those songs where I get to vent. We came in on this EP with the goal of making as many singles as we could. In the beginning it was all about making profits. I was going in the studio with a dozen songs to record but I always put the singles at the top of the list to record first. They were the most important but at the same time singles have a high failure rate. And singles aren't really "good". They're made to sell. They're songs specifically made to widen your audience. I had to stop that recently. Now I'm putting the songs that are great first, no matter if they're singles or not. So when this EP comes out, believe me, it will be amazing. I have the singles and I have the songs that will keep you. This is a rough version. But this is one of those songs.

"I dumb down for my audience to double my dollars, they criticize me for it yet they all tell holla"

When I make a song that I consider to be real, it gets slept on. But I make a song like Fuck All You Hoes and the horrible Bitches Be Jockin or Look Like You and people fuck with it. This is the point that I've been making to people for a couple years now. It proves that this music formally known as hip hop has changed so much. I think we all would agree that Lloyd Banks is 1,000 times better than Bobby Shmurda rapping wise. But why did Shmurda have more success than Lloyd Banks over the same beat? Because his flow was current. And nothing else but that.

Banks would rap circles around Shmurda. But that doesn't mean shit anymore. Bobby has a hit and he did it without a hook! All because his flow was current. His lyrics are weak as hell. But his flow is on point, at least on point with the fads. I've been working for a year to dumb down my flow. I get criticized for it. In Due Time was the last flow that I did that was complex. That was over a year ago. But both of the songs that we have released so far have been my most popular mostly because of the streaming radio sites like Beats and iTunes. We're just starting to focus on Youtube and Soundcloud.

All those years of learning how to rap like the best emcees means nothing now. It's mandatory to dumb down the flow. My idea of "dumbed down" just means the Biggie Flow isn't necessary. Shit is so backwards that knowing how to rap isn't enough. Even when the beat is dope. You have to have the right flow on a beat even if the best flow is a weak flow. Our job as music makers is to make music that people like. So if I have to ABC a flow and put the blandest lyrics in a song that's just what I have to do. If I could rap like Mos Def and Nas and get away with it, I would. And could. But that would get me nowhere. Not yet at least. Hip hop is dead and it has been dead for a long time.

People can, and will, think it's wack. But it's all a numbers game. No matter how you do it, some people just won't fuck with it regardless. It's just about making shit that people can feel. Your skill as a rapper really has nothing to do with it anymore. It's just a bonus if you can rap. But it's not required. All this is based off what I see people respond to. My music and other peoples music. I have friends that say they hate a song on the radio, but they know every word, and bought the song on their iTunes. So this brings up an even bigger question, do you as a fan of music know what you really want to listen to? You confuse us. That's where the satire comes in with me. My most ridiculous songs have been and continue to be the most popular. So what you expect me to do?

We as rappers, can't just expect people to listen to us just because we believe that we are saying something deep, heavy, or thought provoking. We have to earn that right. I think it all starts with the punchlines. People love punchlines. Clever sayings and witty dialog. As lyrical as Eminem is he didn't just start out that way. He did actually but nobody listened to Infinite. He started saying crazy shit on the Slim Shady EP and he earned the right of having us hung on every syllable by the time the Eminem show came out. The crazy part is, with me moving more towards punchline driven verses, is that if they hit, some years from now people will go back and listen to a song like Life's Too Real For A Hook and appreciate it for what it is. Maybe.

Jay Z
The fuck am I busting my brain for?
It's just the way the game go, oh, it takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow, you bought the shit
I guess you to blame too, I just found an angle

A few of some of my favorite tracks over the years and a couple DEMO tracks, rough versions, of the Pulp Noir sessions.

Sin City Quinn

I put out backroom freestyle and fuck all you hoes at the same time. I did it to see what people really wanted. Fuck All You Hoes is doing better than any song that I've ever released. What does that tell me? I spoke to Sweeze. He said they want the ignorant shit. Everything about my style was created in the mid 2000's. Over ten years ago. The game has changed. The name Adam Quinn. It's plain. It was perfect for 2008. Not anymore. Y'all don't give a fuck about lyrics. When I heard beats I would try to make them good songs by adding my words to them. That's not right. It's wrong now. Everything is backwards. So in order to survive. Or thrive. Change is a must. I'm pulling a 2chains. I'm not Titty Boy anymore. I wanted a name that nobody had. Remember Scott Free? Too many people had that. It's not original. But Sin City Quinn is. The only thing Google found was a Native American tranny. But hey. I had the name before her or him. It. You're gonna go search it. Remember the "..."Time to hit the reset button. The flows is drastically different. I been working on it in rhymes I had no intention of recording for a year. You'll hear them soon. I'm still focused on being original. That has not changed. And it won't. But change is a must. I can't keep trying to force it. I've made all the mistakes that I can, it's time to learn from them.