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A famous rapper once asked if there was a Heaven for a Gangster. Lavoisier is the embodiment of the answer to that question. Up until a few years ago it was “Stolen cars, gun sales, crack deals and jail cells,” but since then, Lavoisier has changed lanes. “I guess you could say I had an epiphany,” he says with an almost mischievous laugh, of his new approach to rhymes and life. But what happens when a drug dealer slash rapper has a crisis of conscience? What is the product of a real thug who’s turned over a new leaf in the name of God? Its name is Lavoisier and his lyrics are not for the faint of heart. A student of hip hop since a youngster, Lavoisier was first introduced to two turntables and a microphone at the impressionable age of six by his older brother, and so began his love affair with all things hip hop. His older brother, who was a serious and dedicated MC on the verge of a record deal would later be murdered in the streets of Brooklyn, NY when Lavoisier was twelve. Growing up displaced, losing a brother to gun violence and already having lost mother to a heart attack at age four, combined with the pain of having an absentee drug addict for a father, became too much to bear. At age fourteen, Lavoisier began penning his own lyrics as a way of getting attention and also expressing his frustration and anger at life and the hand it had dealt him. His art was imitating life around him, but slowly, his life began to imitate his art. Lavoisier began to live out the viole