Artist description The REAL TEMPTS EVE started in the years of the making of the Dark Carnival. Bouncin with ICP down Gratiot Ave. Joe Utsler (now know as 2Dope) and the rest of the Inner City Posse, all of us cruizen down Gratiot with the 40's and Blunts. Sportin SKIDZ, Troops and all that fresh old ass shit! "When ICP turned their first LP, Me and Kage were making beats and rappin old school style with two turn tables and a microphone!" Digital Pimp also said, "We made Basement recordings like the shit was going outta style!", DJ KAGE now a well known music producer in the Detroit area, attends school at Ferris State University. Pyro Passion BKA the Digital Pimp owns the Digital Skyline, a web design company. "The weekends together are few and far between, but no one can touch our mix when we drop it on wax!", says Tempts Eve Founder, Digital Pimp. "Yeah we gotz people biting our style, trying to gank our name and other wack shit, but they can never come close to the reality of Tempts Eve, The day of destruction awaits, and we'll be droppin our first LP, Tempts Eve / Detroit 2001. In August 2000!

Music Style Rap, House, Hardcore Horror Hip Hop

Musical Influences Insane Clown Possie, Esham, Kid Rock, Eminem, Awesome Dre, Twiztid, Wu Tang Clan ... Etc

Similar Artists Twiztid , ICP, WuTangClan

Artist History Let's go back, WAY back, before the shit hit the fan. It all started growing up in this shitty ass town called Ferndale. Myself being a God Fearing child, always gripped by the fact that growing up around this stank hole, meant that you aint never going to be shit in this world, just keep going to church, and everything else would fall into place. Well fuck that shit! Me and My tru dogs met in in highschool, and the shit aint never been the same since. Me and my boy Druid started fucking around recording many songs in my mothers basement, We started off with two old ass turn tables and some milk crates full of records. Around that same time people were getting into all kinds of shit in the hood. There were so many sets we were bound to get mixed up in that shit. So we had our clique of thugs, mostly stole little shit here and there, got in a couple beefs over hood rats, and other stupid shit. Once in a while we'd go to house parties at 2Dope's (from ICP) crib, Cruize Gratiot in some old ass hoopties and made fun of the Richies in their daddy's cars, and even tried to race that shit. We'd all pile in about 30 deep, driving k Cars, Le'mans', and Grand Prix's. We'd all grab our Tempt Eve hookups, halloween masks, and scare the fuck outta them bitches! In my Sophmore year I met that nigga Sykoe, who wanted to be down, and we got in to all kinds of shit together. We somehow got mixed in with this set, But they always seemed to get punked out, our boys houses got raided, and most of our boys were sellouts at heart. So I got outta that shit as soon as I got in, but others went on and got involved in the drug scene. There aint much record of me ever being in, All along, We was down for the music, while all them other motherfuckaz were getting high, we were drinkin 40's and making beats. Later some bitch ass narked on us, and me and Sykoe took a fall. Sykoe ended up with a bit in the county jail, I got 2 years probation. This whole time my life was fucked up, I got shit comin at me from all directions. I had bitch ass teachers wantin me to quit school, I had my ma on my case like everyday, I had my boys droppin like flies, Druid was forced to move to his pops crib and got his life straightened out. Many times I'd be ass out, sleepin in parks and graveyards, I'd be in abandoned warehouses, and held jobs at fast food joints. I had saved over 2g's and bought a straight ass 83 Firebird, I had my sounds hooked up and I got a job sweepin floors for like $8/hr, shit I thought I was rich! But then about a month after I got my G ride, my world cracked open like my nuggen on one fatefull night. We headed down to the annual RedNeck Central Hoe Down, bumpin ICP's "FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG". We were drinkin 40's and pimpin all the redneck bitches. Well I pissed one, or maybe it was ten of these bitches off. Next thing I know I'm gettin jumped on, rammed into the cement stairs in the middle of Hart Plaza. It was chaotic, there was drunk Rednecks everywhere I looked, riot police and shit. Meanwhile these two mark ass niggaz I was with just watched me get stomped on. I got a few punches in, and finally got the fuck out of there. I got away with a couple cracked ribs, and a broken nose. While bleeding profusely from the head neck and chest, I walked to where I parked my ride, and that bitch was gone! I walked about 15 miles to the crib, and woke up two days later. I was reborn, a prophet, to the truth of Tempts Eve. I dream of the evil, which surrounds us all. It tears at my flesh and my carnal knowlege of hell. I focused this hatred, and harnessed it's energy. I can now launch lyrical fireballs of despair from my mouth at will! So here it is 1999 and the time that was foretold in my dreams is about to come to pass. People I thought would never sellout, are too busy sucking there bitches titties to call there boys, and I'm down wit bangin out hos, but Damn, it seems like who came first, alwayz comes last to these niggaz. Now I help my boys out anyway, giving them free shit, like designing MindstateRecords.com, DJKAGE.com, temptseve.digitalskyline.com, and I gotz niggaz trying to front on my shit, telling people I stole shit from them. In reality those mothafuckaz aint doing shit but selling everyone out. Well MY tru motherfuckaz know the whole story, but damn, this aint the way shit is supposed to be, all you pimps playaz and huslers know what the fuck I'm saying, there are hoes and bitches, and there are your tru dogs, that you can trust your bitches to, that'll look after your kids, and that know in their heart, if they had too, would take a bullet for their hommies. Sometimes you think you know the people that you hang with, and you have to trust somebody, some people never do, and how do they end up? They might end up rich, they might end up broke, but in the end, they will fall to the outer reaches of hell. We are merely the messengers of this fateful day. There will be a massive party on Tempts Eve, to decide the fate of your souls. Are you ready to join the mass of Tempts Eve? Posse Up the Riders, were taking this show on the road!

Group Members Digital Pimp,Poly Dawg, Dj Kage, Druid, Pyro Passion, shouts out to GOD, Chew Crew, The Grim Reaper, Folks, Peoples, Crypts, Bloods, East Siyeeed to the West Siyeeed, and the Detroit Flavor Playa Hata Niggaz!

Instruments Digital Skyline Studios , 64 Track Basement Dolby Digital Recording studio, Digitally mastered by Poly Dawg Records, mixed by DJ KAGE

Albums Self Titled Tempts Eve, the Grim Reaper. Tempts Eve, the Hell Hound G's, and more!

Press Reviews Stricty Underground, Detroit Raves, St. Andrews, Harpos, Ritz, Shelter, Industry, Motor, Never a sideline act, all the house parties your momma's scream about, and the deep wiggy mad penetrating niggaz their daughters dream about.

Additional Info We'ze Gotz the Freshest Mixes, betas, bumps and breaks anywhere, straight up fool!

Location Detroit, MI - USA

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