CON-CRETE was born on March 11th, 1981 on the wet streets of Seattle, WA in… Read Full Bio ↴CON-CRETE was born on March 11th, 1981 on the wet streets of Seattle, WA in a haunted cemetary during a Satanic Ritual. Okay that's bullshit, he was born in a hospital, but that shit would have been awesome if it was true. At the age of 3, CON-CRETE already had a girlfriend. But the relationship ended quickly with a fight and resulted in CON-CRETE biting the young girl. This was CON-CRETE's first taste of human flesh, little did he know that the hunger would return. The only attention he ever recieved in school was his attention deficite disorder. His father decided that the family should practice Judism possible because he liked that fact that jews always had money. So the infamous "Dark Minister" grew up singing jewish hymns and lighting candles until his parents devorced and turned Christian. Your boy became very comfortable at the local Baptist Church until he realize that it was all brain washing bullshit and left. CON-CRETE actually hated rap until he was introduced to the wickid shit by his brother at the age of 19 and began to study the ancient art of drunken freestyle. He started off under the name Winslow after a local town in his area that he had never been too. It wasn't long after that for the Winslow to turn to a life of crime, he developed quite the record that still haunts him to this day. Venting through music, Winslow was introduced to Bloodshot another motivated young rapper just being introduced to horrorcore. It wasn't until being pressured into recording a song called "Triple Six Feet Deep" (which scared him at first) when yours truly finally saw the darkness and became a born again Satanist. Hated by many, loved by few, our hero's flow skills grew. It wasn't until being arrested for shoplifting that he changed his name to CON-CRETE behind bars, a name which Bloodshot suggested to him earlier. He began using the name while writing his first cop killer track "Makin' Bacon." A few years later, CON-CRETE was arrested again for being drunk in public and sang that very same song to the cop in the back of the cop car on the way to jail. Officer John Bogen did not like the song and file Harassment charge on him. After being strapped down to a chair Hannible Lector Style in a rubber room for 6 hours, CON-CRETE was informed that he was being charged with a felony for spitting a flow in which he was later convicted. While serving his 4 month sentence he was introduced to ARsonal who ran a local label called Shewmac Records which he dropped two album under including "I Hate Cops." Now a proud member of the SKR camp, there is no telling what this sick fuck is capable of. CON-CRETE performed at events with artist such as Insane Poetry, Jason Porter, Shy One, Riff Raff, Haystack, Mars, ADR Lavey, Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Psychopathic Records, V-Sinister, ABK, Devin The Dude, Insane Poetry, King Gordy, Doomsday Productions like anybody gives a fuck who he opened for. Either way "The Dark Minister" is gonna keep on rocking mics until his fucking lungs explode bottom line.