I don't want to be considered 'the Latino rapper.

...in the middle of Little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily

There's no longevity, living off of negativity.

Never we sleep, a thug doesn't rest, Cause a wise man said: it was a cousin of death.

Battery never dies, the ghetto keeps me wise.

Power just makes you reject destiny and devour your fate.

Better to have loved and lost than to live with regret.

I have to be perfectly honest: You should have an anniversary to acknowledge the way I work the ebonics.

Mark you for death, won't even talk that East or West crap. From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where ya from, it's where's your gat.

It's my world, I demand my respect. Give me your girl or get slapped in your neck.

I'm mostly concentrating now on continuing to make history in Hip-Hop, making everybody proud of me, I'm not just a rapper now, I'm in history now.

It is wise to know God.

If we listen and observe carefully the dying can teach us important things that we need to learn in preparing for the end of our own life's journey.

I don't know. I was just calling it that in my head all along, and so I programmed that name into the processor. What do you think?""It's stupid, " Lourdvang rumbled.

Once you begin to acknowledge random acts of kindness-both the ones you have received and the ones you have given - you can no longer believe that what you do does not matter.

I was profoundly embarrassed by it [the White Australia Policy] and did all I could to change it.

The first pork-barrel bill that crosses my desk, I'm going to veto it and make the authors of those pork-barrel items famous all over America.

When I interview people, I look at their values. I always say that the best chance of success is if the individual's values are aligned with the corporate values.

I try to prepare for everything beyond the extent of preparation.

Even the wisest man grows tense With some sort of violence Before he can accomplish fate, Know his work or choose his mate. Poet and sculptor, do the work, Nor let the modish painter shirk