When I was trekking across Brooklyn, looking for MC battles - and there were plenty of them - I never dreamed I'd be at this podium.

I like me some of Wayne stuff. I think he's the one exception as far as the auto-tune thing goes.

Lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers.

I throw raps that attacks like the Japs at Pearl Harbor

I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fused.

Where I come from, gettin visual is habitual...

Get your pockets dug from all your chemical bank ends caught him at the red light - on Putman Avenue and Franklin