It's not often that an aspiring deejay on his very first attempt at making a career out of dancehall actually does. But living up to his epithet, Assassin only needed one shot. In the summer of 1999, just one year shy of his graduation from Kingston, Jamaica's Camperdown High School, the Assassin—so named by schoolmates who during cafeteria clashes witnessed, time and again, his lyrical dexterity cause his contender's demise—was welcomed into the fold of the dancehall fraternity. On what he calls a "recognizance mission," the self-assured deejay/songwriter seeking to explore the possibilities his creativity could spawn gave the lyrics for "Big Up All Di Shotta Dem," a song he'd written, to his friend Briggy.