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How did the 904 Click get started? Back in 95, it was me and my brothers Adarn and Vic. That was the orjginat 904 Ctick. My brother [Adam] got shot, and the police trjed to say it was suicide. He had just copped some work and then a couple hours tater he in a hotet with his brains btowed out. The potice said that the way the butLet entered his head, he had to have shot hjmseLf. But everybody who was there skipped town, and the work wasn't there when the police searched the room so lguess they took that too. How old were you? How did
it affect
you?
I was fourteen at the time. I mean, you know how it js in Jacksonvitle. Shit tike that happens alt the time, but when jt happens to your own brother, it hits home. The shit ain't even seem reaL. I remember one time after that, some oLder njggas had tried us in the malt and lwent to catl my brother. I forgot he was dead. I mean, the rap shit reaLLy died down after that. ln '99
I graduated [high schoot]. I had a
basketbatt
schotarship to SUNY-Delhi in New York, and my momma reatty wanted me to go. lt's way
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atL the niggas who went there were from the city. That's why l've got a Lot of peopte in \ew York. Every nigga on the team was majo.ing in PE. (taughing). I was missin'class every morning, but you know how it is. lf you playing sports, the teachers look out for you. Anyway, I was up there ptayin' batt but I teft in the middte of the season cause my brother convinced me to come back home. He was like, "Come on, we got some papet we been on the grind, we gon'start up this
rap shit again."
I
came back during Christmas
break the first year I was up there.
What happened after you came back home? Shit was poppin'. That's when [Universat A&R] Tye Dash came down and saw us at this littLe ctub we had with lcoot Runnings DJ] Bitty ["Bigga"] Rankins. They were playing our song on the radio,
everything was poppin'. Tye said Dreamworks wanted to fuck with us, but they were tatkin' about some smaLt-ass paper so my brother turned it down. We were getting limos every weekend to drive us around, tryinq to promote this shit. These bitch ass niggas reatty thought we were battin'. My brother [Vic] had broke up with hjs girlfriend so we
moved into these apartments on the South side. We hadn't been there for even two weeks. and
jt
was my brother's fuckin' birthday. BitLy was throwjng a party for him and we were performing. Me and my cousin Rico were leaving the house, but my brother and the other CEO of the labet, Matt, stayed behind. We got to the c(ub like twenty minutes tater. My phone had been ringin', and when I got the ctub loverheard my homeboy on the phone saying, "Vic got shot?" l'm tike, "What? Njgga, we just teft the house." It happened five minutes after we teft. I a! ways answered the door back then, so I atways wondered if it was meanl for me. Them niqqas knocked on the door and asked for some other name, and mV brother was Ljke, "Nah, he don't
tive here." They tried to open the door. My brother is a tatt, skinny nigga, but he's strong. He put his back to the door, tryjn'to hotd them niggas out. The door stammed on the nigga's
arm white he was tryin'to get his gun out. These pussy ass niggas just decided to shoot cause they couldn't get what they wanted, so they shot through the door and it hit him jn his back. Then they ran out tike some bitches. They