In my death, people will understand what I was talking about.

Dying on the inside, but outside you're looking fearless

They say it's the white man I should fear, But it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here.

Keep your head up, Legs closed, Eyes open.

Let me say for the record, I am not a gangster and never have been. I'm not the thief who grabs your purse. I'm not the guy who jacks your car. I'm not down with people who steal and hurt others. I'm just a brother who fights back. I'm not some violent closet psycho. I've got a job. I'm an artist.

I don't see myself being special; I just see myself having more responsibilities than the next man. People look to me to do things for them, to have answers.

Hip Hop was supposed to be this new thing that had no boundaries and was so different to everyday music. As long as it has soul to it, hip hop can live on.