Young Lee-hwan

<p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>"I know murders, convictions, burners, boosters</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>Burglars, ballers, dead, redemption</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>Scholars, fathers dead with kids, and</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>I wish I was fed forgiveness"</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"></p><hr><p style="text-align: center"><em>To be a musician was to speak from the heart, that's what he did best. Even if everyone didn't always like how he said it. But Young didn't do music to appeal to the majority, he did it to appeal to the real ones. The ones who understood his verses, his words, and took the message from it.</em></p><p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>Growing up in a broken home shaped him and made him, letting him find security in a melody that not many understood. It led him to the world of underground rap artists. Artists who knew how to preach a message that wasn't just gun violence or shit talking.</em></p><p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>That wasn't music. What </em><strong><em>he</em></strong><em> made, that was music. When he told stories and spoke to the audience, </em><strong><em>that</em></strong><em> was music. And if he knew one thing, he knew he would turn it all upside down.</em></p>