Expose foes wit my hocus pocus flows, they froze now suckas idolize my chosen blows

Misplaced hate makes disgrace the races.

The only thing that can kill me is death, that's the only thing that can ever stop me, is death, and even then my music will live forever.

I want to grow. I want to be better. You Grow. We all grow. We're made to grow.You either evolve or you disappear.

My raps are a decision, rabble rousing, spiritual, like gospel music. I don't want to dance. We have so many things to deal with, we need to talk straight up and down.

Even the genius ask questions.

Why isn't it hip-hop when I do it? Everybody else can have beef within the music, talk about differences and it's ok. It's music, it's hip-hop, it's ground breaking. When I do it, it's war.