Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When

America Was Founded On The Backs Of Slaves.

I Dug It, New York City, All-the Streets And The Snows And The Starving And The Five-flight Walkups And Sleeping In Rooms With Ten People. I Dug The Trains And The Shadows, The Way I Dug Ore Mines And Coal Mines. I Just Jumped Right To The Bottom Of New York.

I've Always Been The Kind Of Person That Doesn't Like To Trespass, But Sometimes You Just Find Yourself Over The Line.

You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

The Only Person You Have To Think About Lying Twice To Is Either Yourself Or To God. The Press Isn't Either Of Them. And I Just Figured They're Irrelevant.