Big Stacks
D.O.B: Jan 29 1989 (24 years old)
Genre: Gangsta Rap
Signed to: Get Rich Music back in 2010
Sounds like: Cassidy Murda Mook, AR-AB
Info: Big Stacks or B. Stacks is what he is called lived in Fulton New York almost all of his life. He was once a drug dealer and has had run-ins with the law. He has a rugged hard fuck the approach to everything and his music comes off that way. He’s in a street gang Royalty where he where an emblem of a lion and two swords on each side to show for it. Back in 2010 where he sign to an independent agency called Get Rich Music, He quickly became out of control. Seen fighting in clubs, fighting with camera men, being disrespectful to women and children to the point where he got arrested. That didn’t stop him though giving him more fuel to burn and people to aim at.

Background: Born as Tryon Jackson, back in 87, he was quickly immersed in music; seeing music as a way to get out of the ghetto. He grew up seeing his father abuse his mother repeated and often plan to kill his father with his mother so as he wouldn’t see her die. By the age of 11 his father was arrested on drug possession and looking to sell. With the main bread winner of the house gone Tryon took it upon himself to bring in money to the house and got caught up in the gang life. The young teen often got in arguments with his mother because of his choice to start selling the thing that locked his father away. By the age of 14 rap music seen to pull him out of the heavy gang life but he was a suspect to murder as one of his gang members killed an unarm teen for some shoes. By 16 he was sent to Juvenile Correction as he nearly beat someone to death with a lead pipe behind his school. It was from there that his mother told him to get out of the gang life and do something positive with his life and what he turned to was music. Once he was release on good behavior he went straight into music and used his hardcore life as a means to launch his career. He was later signed, by a member of the Royalty crew, to his first label Get Rich.
Current: B. Stacks recently put on his blog that he heard about Kidd Amaze diss on TV and was as always very animated.



When asked about how he felt about the Kidd new song and up start he was left unimpressed

One of the scary things and cool things about Halloween are the scary stories. But nothing could be scarier and sick then the story of Tyron. A rapper turned reality TV star, to creepy-pasta’s new poster child for the music industry. It story of the decline was slow it started on Celebrity Big Brother 4, and one of the reason why I think they tune it WAY down for season five. Tyron just grabbed a knife and repeatedly stabbed himself. He was later rushed to the hospital where later he quoted “You won’t let be, you keep saying ‘it’s not over, it’s not over.” He came back to the show only to walk out and appear on another show “I’m A Celebrity Get Me out Of Here” on a haunted prison Alcatraz. There you could see weird behaviors from him cracks in his mental state of mind. Really after two episodes they cancel for fear it might be too dangerous but the damage was already done and then October 8 2014 Tyron just snaps. He not only assaulted the man but then he walks up and leaves and isn’t heard for a long time. His house is burned down with the writing on the walls “I’m not crazy” and a body left wrapped in bondage S&M rubber suits. It wasn’t that scary until December 10 2014 where he claims to have killed an up in coming singer named April. He said he was fascinated with it all, the screams, the fear, the blood, the mess. “I need to harden my heart,” “Strange part, I'm not sad. Not sad at all. I think I might have forgotten, which is a good thing. I'm going to need to know just what kinds of button to push went I get to the real deal.” As time grew the messages got darker and darker, “I feel empty, I know what is like to have a soul. I was born of flesh and blood, but I don't feel that now; I can't feel anything now. That mind numbingly dull feeling of nothing. The absent of sense. I don't know pain anymore or maybe I just been around pain for so long that I don't know a world without pain or suffering or anguish.” As he did this he attacked three people Akiya, Vara, and Mariko. While Akiya was border lining childish you could tell thing kept being pushed. While Akiya was sent away somewhere and then showed up later no worst for harm, Vara had a much worst experience get raped while being taped. Images so graphic we cannot even show you. Until we finally get a tip of where Tyron took Vara and he met with Mariko. What we saw then was a lot of talking before Mariko pulled out a gun. Tyron takes it away points it at her and then shots ring off three shots in fact. Later we found but Vara and Mariko but they refused to comment. With those three Tyron said he wasn’t finished. “I guessing I should pay a visit to some friends... Daisy, Daniel, Edward, Nova, Vara, Chris, alikya, Isaac, and I can't forget Mariko. I can't wait to see you all again. It will be so much fun.” So this Halloween be careful don’t be alone, lock your door cause you never know when....There is a link at the bottom of this page?

With gold teeth in his mouth and gloves on his hands in a dark lit room, Tyron has his head down swinging from side to side... "I ...I don't know how to start this? Really it has been a difficult time for me on a lot of things. I have been unstable and broken. I have been cast for a role to play that I regretted. I made mistakes, that cause I'm -" he stops himself. He doesn't know what he is anymore. It doesn't seem humanly possible of what he went through and is still alive call it the mercy of god or the sick humor of the devil. Either or he keeps waking up day in and day out wondering if the day would be today. "I hear that they are starting two things a rap battle and another season of big brother. On one hand," he said turning his left palm up to the sky "I have what will be called redemption. A way to capture what I once had and reclaim it I'm a rapper after all, but my blood races knowing that I could be in that hellhole again. maybe to atone for what they did to me I can spill someone else's." he said with a grin and tongue licking his lips at the thought. "I'm a broken individual, but I feel lost. I still have this desire to watch the world burn but part of me just wants myself to burn. to get rid of these unholy thoughts of torture and misery. Tired of always wondering when the end will come." He gets a real close up on the camera and showed his left eye is a different color from his right one his left one has a much darker reddish tint to it as if red pools of blood filled one of his eyes " I got what is known as Hyphema" ((OOC: Don't look up Hyphema if you have a weak stomach or in the process of eating it is nasty.)) "I have metal plates, missing organs, teeth missing, and the other reason is "tough shit, life happens." He leans away from the camera and laughs a little " I don't think so, I think we all have a role to play. I'm never going to be anything but what my role tells me. Honestly, ask yourself. why are things the way they are? THINK! your not just a product of your environment but also to circumstances. In another life in another time, you could have been rich and famous, or successful. Married with children or giving your life to christ. You also could have been a bum, a druggie, a crackhead with no life no family and one dose away from being in jail or six feet deep. BUT THIS! THIS IS THE LIFE WE WERE GIVING! THIS IS THE HAND I WAS DEALT! AND THIS IS HOW I PLAYED MY HAND!" he yelled kicking his chair behind him and pacing. he rubbed his head with had a little hair on his head. "I don't care who is at fault for this, I don't care about reason. The hate that I had in my heart may never go away. I'm at peace with all of that. But I can't turn the other cheek anymore. I can't show forgiveness. That is not my role. What I can do is expose your deepest darkest fear and bring it to life. A monster without remorse or feeling and leave you scared. Afraid of what I'll do next. I'm here, and I can't die, no matter how much you want it, no matter how tired I am of it, run."