Absolutely everyone knows Marshall Bruce Mathers III, an American rapper, singer-songwriter, composer, music producer, producer and actor. He went through a lot of difficulties, even through drug addiction, until Doctor D.R.E pulled him out of there. I respect him for his fortitude, he still inspires me. Especially the track “Rap God”. Question. You don't know who I am? Well, let's figure it out 🤷♂️ You ask who am I? My name is Takhautdinov Shamil Rustemovich. Or SHEMI. He began studying music at the age of 5, performing at city Tatar and Russian pop competitions. At the age of 14-15, I wanted to record tracks myself, do something of my own. I had nothing but my family's last name. Who am I without her? An ordinary nice guy with his jokes, jokes, jokes, ideas and so on. Yes, yes and yes again. This is how I write everywhere and advertise not only myself, but also my “brainchildren,” so to speak. Plus, I am the creative director of the owner of the RecSpace music space, the Green Doors hotel and the Loft Space party space. This is a fact, not a show off. I respect my fellow countryman because he had the right people nearby, approach and ambitions. I had them too, but one asshole ruined everything for me. I was off track for a while. At first my tracks may seem childish to you, but over time some have acquired a darker tone, although they seem to be fun. I will be glad if you watch my channel. The profile header contains links to my social networks. There I post interviews, music videos from past channels (the most successful and left over from my young years; everything is written in the descriptions of the videos, there’s a whole story there), shorts, interviews, clips, videos filmed from various concerts and venues, it is planned to film more a bunch of everything. Something like this. I will also correct the covers on the channel soon. I have material in stock, which we discussed together with the designers. I understand that no one needs the fuck and that there are cooler young guys, but I also want to tell, show, through the prism of my perception, share with the world what I do. Here. Something like this. It was a little self-presentation SHEMI was with you.
Play w me you getting faded Sketch my skit you gettin shaded Jaded like my exs overrated. You there we here we already made it. We take wins, the losers hating. Speak the truth my jaw is aching Vampire shit I’m never aging. Smoking exotic with some Asians. Thanking god for being famous. Any state that I be landing curing hunger like they famished. Where’s the cash? like I just vanished. This the trap an I done ran it. This path I took I done planned it. Take my advice, can’t fix what’s already damaged. Don’t waste the time, cause time is money. It ain’t funny when you lose a hundred honeys.
