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I Don't Really Think About What The Subject Of My Next Album Will Be. I Just Know That I'm Going To Make Another Album.

My Week Beats Your Year.

The Sickness Of The Mother Runs On Through The Girl, Leaving Her Small And Helpless. Liquor Flies Through Her Brain With The Force Of A Gun, Leaving Her Running In Circles.

When I Record An Album I'm Trying To Get As Close As Possible To That Perfect Moment.

I Wouldn't Want To Hear Beethoven Without Beautiful Bass, The Cellos, The Tuba. It's Very Important. Hip-hop Has Thunderous Bass. And So Does Beethoven. If You Don't Have The Bass, It's Like Being Amputated. It's Like You Have No Legs.