Your so bitter, like kitty litter.

To feed ten mouths, she had to call on Mr. Welfare.

Pushers don't pay taxes.

158 Lewis Avenue between Lafayette and Van Buren, that was back durin days of hangin' on my bed-stuy block

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.

The source is knowledge. Wanna go to college, or wanna be garbage?

There's no time for conversation dear, moan is all I want to hear.