Nuts They Go, Macadamia They Go So

It's Not A Contest, And I Ain't On No Conquest For No Mate.

In The Land Of The Killers, A Sinner's Mind Is A Sanctum.

I Have A Hard Time Memorizing Stuff. I'm Always In The Process Of Writing A New Song, So Trying To Learn A New One Takes A Minute.

You Know, Not To Sound Corny Or Nuthin', But I Felt Like A Fighter Comin' Up, Man. I Felt Like, You Know, I'm Being Attacked For This Reason Or That Reason, And I Gotta Fight My Way Through This.

I Like It When People Talk S**t. Because If People Weren't Talking S**t, There Would Be Nothing For Me To Come Back With. I Need That. If I Don't Have Any Ammo, What Am I Going To Say?