Fighters are never who they appear to be

I did my time for the rape. I paid my money to Las Vegas. I paid my dues.

This is a weird feeling in my life I have to deal with, not being a violent man anymore when my whole life's reputation was built on being extremely violent. I just don't know how to deal with that right now. I don't even go to strip clubs no more. I don't know who I am sometimes, but I am not the guy I used to be. I'm not an angel or anything. I'm still lascivious, periodically. I'm just looking for some balance in my life.

I think the reality of prison is you don't get anything unless you want it in there. Whatever happens to you in prison, this is what you asked for. Nothing happens to you if you don't give that vibe.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It's ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.

It's good to know how to read, but it's dangerous to know how to read and not how to interpret what you're reading.

King has big offices, houses, and he pays his fighters a lot of money. An, because he's black, the FBI figures he must be doing something crooked.