I Don't Think That Anything Anyone Has

I Make Music To Make You Sick Of Fake Music, Hate Music Like Devil Worshippin Satan Music. So Say Your Prayers, Your Hail Marys And Jesuses. Take Two Sticks, Tape 'em Together And Make A Crucifix.

But I Still Rap Like I'm On My Pharoahe Monch Grind.

Yeah, It's Been A Ride I Guess I Had To Go To That Place To Get To This One Now Some Of You Might Still Be In That Place If You're Trying To Get Out, Just Follow Me I'll Get You There

Lose Yourself In The Music, The Moment - You Own It.

Behind Every Sucessful Person Lies A Pack Of Haters