The five senses are all correlated, the sixth and seventh is how you elevate it.

Lust is weak desire. A woman without a good head on her shoulders is nothing but a piece of meat.

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

Pharoahe Monch is like an eloquent linguistics professor moonlighting as a rhyme serial killer terrorist, challenging the listeners' I.Q. while daring him or her to keep up.

Evil feeds off a source of apathy, weak in the mind, and of course you have to be. Less than a man, more like a thing, no knowledge you're nothing, knowledge is king.

Learn your past, find your path.

Getting high off life is more than enough, and peer pressure ain't peer pressure when a boy is tough.