LL's a laughing stock, cause I bit that ass to the last stop. I watched you fall like Hitler fell, and now your down to a broken L.

In Manhattan, and its true on some level till this day; its a whole different mentality from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Queens, which I didn't know at the time - because you basically just know your neighborhood.

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

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

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

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.

A lot of the old-school artists didn’t even respect what’s being called freestyle now... any emcee coming off the top of the head wasn’t really respected. The sentiment was emcees only did that if they couldn’t write. The coming off the top of the head rhymer had a built-in excuse to not be critiqued as hard