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Blackening, Blackened, or Blacken may refer to:
Aaron Dontez Yates (born November 8, 1971), better known by his stage name Tech N9ne (pronounced "Tech Nine"), is an American rapper from Kansas City, Missouri. In 1999, Yates and Travis O'Guin founded the record label Strange Music. Throughout his career, Yates has sold over one million albums and has had his music featured in film, television, and video games. In 2009, he won the Left Field Woodie award at the mtvU Woodie Awards.
His stage name originated from the TEC-9 semi-automatic handgun, given to him by rapper Black Walt due to his fast rhyming style. Yates later applied a deeper meaning to the name, claiming that it stands for the complete technique of rhyme, with 'tech' meaning technique and 'nine' representing the number of completion.
Aaron Dontez Yates was born on November 8, 1971 in Kansas City, Missouri. He began rapping at a very early age, and would rap the letters of his name in order to remember how to spell it. He never met his father, and his mother suffered from epilepsy and lupus when he was a child, which emotionally affected him and inspired him to "search for God." He would wander around abandoned buildings with his best friend, Brian Dennis, hoping to catch a ghost on film. In 2003, Dennis was shot and killed by his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend, which further inspired Yates' search for a higher power, as well as giving him the drive to vent his frustrations in his music.
Who knows tomorrows face
what lies beyond
which way the road will bend
I am longing for the end
I feel like I am falling
I cannot find my home
seconds turn to hours
In these days since you are gone
A dream of you passed by
Embrace the pain so long denied
Refrain:
Imprisoned by my selfish pride
I tried in vain to let you go
The sorrow that I hold inside
Like a silent tumor grows
When my time has come to die
I know that we will meet again
but at least I have to try
to live my life again
I feel like I am falling
I cannot find my home
seconds turn to hours
In these days since you are gone
In these days I learned to cry
In these hours pass me by
In every second that I die