I worked hard all my life as far as this music business. I dreamed of the day when I could go to New York and feel comfortable and they could come out here and be comfortable.

We probably in hell already, our dumb asses not knowing.

And I... started off dumb, raised by the hoodrats, listen to the radio wishin that i could rap.

Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking.

Thug Life to me is dead.

I am not a perfectionist, but still I seek perfection. I am not a great romantic, but yet I yearn 4 affection

I don't know how to change the world but I know if I keep talking about how dirty it is out here, somebody gon clean it up.