I Talk About Life, And I Make

I Don't Kill Soloists Only Kill Squads

I Broke Into Shakespeare's Tomb And Stole His Remains, Grinded The Bones, Smoked It, Then Got In The Game

If The Virgin Mary Had An Abortion, I'd Still Be Carried In A Chariot Of Stampeding Horses.

I Lay Puzzle As I Backtrack To Earlier Times, Nothing's Equivalent To The New York State Of Mind

I Pledge Allegiance To The Fair And Balanced Truth. Not The Biased Truth, Not The Liest Truth, But The Highest Truth.