Don't Leave This World Without Giving It

I'm Not A Gangsta Rapper. I Rap About Things That Happen To Me. I Got Shot Five Times. People Was Trying To Kill Me.

Life In The Pen Ain't For Me 'cos I'd Rather Die.

There’s No Way That Michael Jackson Or Whoever Jackson Should Have A Million Thousand Droople Billion Dollars And Then There’s People Starving. There’s No Way! There’s No Way That These People Should Own Planes And There People Don’t Have Houses. Apartments. Shacks. Drawers. Pants! I Know You’re Rich. I Know You Got 40 Billion Dollars, But Can You Just Keep It To One House? You Only Need One House. And If You Only Got Two Kids, Can You Just Keep It To Two Rooms? I Mean Why Have 52 Rooms And You Know There’s Somebody With No Room?! It Just Don’t Make Sense To Me. It Don’t.

No Matter What These People Say About Me, My Music Doesn't Glorify Any Image. My Music Is Spiritual When You Listen To It. It's All About Emotion, I Tell My Innermost, Darkest Secrets.

The Only Thing That Comes To A Sleeping Man Is Dreams.