In the street, your mouth's a beak, big like a bird, and your future's bleak.

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

I was thinking as I bent over to receive my injection, next time I'm gonna use protection.

Learn your past, find your path.

For the weak who seek power it'll bring, infallible the power, knowledge is king.

I'm on a higher plane with brain with a flame, feel the fire, desire the same.

Raise your hands in the air, pump your fists, and solemnly swear to rock the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.