Just listen to all this sweet, sweet music. I'm working the music.

People can say whatever they want about you without knowing the facts. They can criticize you without even knowing you, and hate you when they don't even know you. All of a sudden, you're, like, the bin Laden of America. Osama bin Laden is the only one who knows exactly what I'm going through.

My greatest competition is, well, me.

When you're me, when you're R. Kelly, everybody wants a piece of you, and if you don't give 'em a piece they'll find a way to get a piece of you one way or the other.

I only feel sorry for weak people. And mostly what I've come to find is that the weak people are the ones that are the haters.

I've programmed myself musically to come up with love-feeling tracks that are romantic, sexy, but classy, all in one. And that's the challenge. Once I create that music, then the lyrical content starts to come - you know, the stories and things like that.

My music has shaken hands with the world somehow - it's a beautiful disease, and I'm glad I got it.