I guess you're not gonna be happy til' it's for real. Four year old kids, doing drive-bys on Big Wheels.

I don't remember saying nothing about me crossing over. I did R&B collaborations but I never tried to do no pop stuff.

I take them 8 to 80, dumb, crippled, and crazy. Crisp and clean with no caffeine, and a pair of spandex or either tight jeans.

I like to make them wait, then I make them beg. And when I take off my clothes, then I form a third leg.

I relieve rappers just like Tylenol

Pushers don't pay taxes.

Yo, I'm the illest. Plus I know more different strokes than Arnold and Willis.