Hip-hop Saved Me 嘻哈音乐拯救了我

My older brother was my hero growing up. Everyone called him "Jise." He was this hip-hop dude. People loved him. I was the opposite. I blended into①blend into 融入……；与……融合the crowd. I was quiet. I made straight A's. I liked comic books and action figures. So I always looked up to him. He was murdered one night in 1989. I was fi fteen at the time, and I just kind of gave up. So it was like, "What's the point of being good?" I dropped out of school. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. I just tagged along②tag along 紧跟；尾随for the adrenaline high. Even at my lowest, part of me was always the same good kid.I always held down a job. I wrote poetry. I kept dream journals. my friends would always tease me. They'd say: "This isn't you, man. Why are you here?" Hiphop saved me. It gave me a voice. I took all those dream journals and turned them into lyrics. I joined a group called The Arsonists.We toured all over Europe. We pressed a lot of records. My stage name was"Jise," in honor of my brother.It was like I'd gotten us both there.

我哥是我成长的英雄，大家都叫他“Jise”。他是个嘻哈歌手，人们都爱他。我恰恰相反，我就混在人群里。我很安静，各门功课都是优，喜欢漫画书和手办，所以我一直很崇拜他。他在1989年的一个晚上被谋杀了。那时我十五岁，就有点失去希望了。所以说“做个好人有什么意义呢？”我辍了学，开始跟坏孩子混到一起，纯粹是为了找刺激。但即使在我最低迷的时候，我内心始终还是个好孩子。我一直有做一份工作，我写诗，写梦想日记。我朋友就总是取笑我。他们会说：“这不是你，伙计，你为啥在这儿？”嘻哈音乐拯救了我，它给了我美妙的声音。我把所有的梦想日记变成了歌词。我加入了叫“纵火犯”的乐队，我们在欧洲各地巡回演出，出版了很多唱片。我的艺名是“Jise”，为了纪念我哥，就像我们俩都在一样。

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