I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light / Invite the fight, we all die tonight

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries. Lyrically perform armed robbery, Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me.

Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk, Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk

But as the world turns I learned life is hell, Livin' in the world no different from a cell...

I smoke on the mic like Smokin' Joe Frazier, The hell raiser, raisin' hell with the flavor.

Working hard may help you maintain, To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.

Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan, swingin' through your town like your neighbourhood spiderman!

I leave scientists mentally scarred, Triple Extra Large, Wild like rock stars who smash guitars.

You stackin cheddar cause you working at the burger place.

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof, To kick the truth to the young black youth.

Ready to give up so I seek the old Earth.

To love anyone is to risk.

Human kind is on one big power trip that is ripping the sole out of the subtleness and kindness of the human spirit

I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray, for a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.

Courtesy is a silver lining around the dark clouds of civilization; it is the best part of refinement and in many ways, an art of heroic beauty in the vast gallery of man's cruelty and baseness.

Who shall dispute what the Reviewers say? Their word's sufficient; and to ask a reason, In such a state as theirs, is downright treason.

What bothered me most was their lack of style. I learned early that class is universally admired. Almost any fault, sin or crime is considered more leniently if there's a touch of class involved.

As a writer, as a creator, I'm giving you my experiences. But just take what I give you. You ain't got to pry beyond that.

If we would see the color of our future, we must look for it in our present; if we would gaze on the star of our destiny, we must look for it in our hearts.

I make sure to keep a good distance between us, just in case she decides to get happy with a knife or something.

The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.