I never ever ran from the Ku Klux Klan, and I shouldn't have to run from a black man.

My romantically favorite era is 78, 79 listening to Grandmaster Flash and the Furious 4, the live tapes, echo chamber and break beats.

I didn't know at the time that the energy that I was giving off was like a battle Emcee.

Acts of the devil revealed and reveled, designed to recline the mind to lower level.

You better wake up before it's too late, or they'll be doing your makeup down at the coroner's place.

My perspective is a lil different 'cus im from Manhattan .

I never ever ran from the Ku Klux Klan, and I shouldn't have to run from a black man.