Radio makes it appear like you can get some sounds in a laptop and be the next dude. Those careers don't really last.

If you holding up the wall then you missing the point

I have a dream: One day we will get to the promised land. Then the president will be me, The government will be Shabaam, Mos and Kweli...that's it! All wackness is now banned.

Love and hate, black and white, Right or wrong, who is right? Some smoke joints to anoint their brain To the vanishing point...so they won't go insane.

It mattered what someone did to allow you to have the forum to do what you're doing.

Couldn't you see me and you stretched out in a bikini on the beach in Tahiti? See, me, I'm very selective even though I could be greedy; My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti.

Truth had me up against the ropes And semi-conscious without no boxing skills.

There needs to be someone who can lead you in the right direction.

His momma said, Donovan why are you, on the corner of linden and guy R. Brewer?

Once I slapped a rapper with mace, Then I spit acid in his face, after he rinsed his eyes, no wait... I actually grew five times my size, grabbed Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him.

Kids don't even realize what they're up against.

No I'm not a dream, I'm your worst nightmare

Please tell me this is easier to take off than it was to put on.”Calla raised a brow. “You do not think Master Kell knows how?

History is defined by people who don’t really understand what they are defining.

The person who knows how to enjoy their own company knows the most important thing.

The political environment we create matters because a disturbed person cannot always tell the difference between explosive rhetoric and explosive actions.

Riches for the most part are hurtful to them that possess them.

The Band was always famous for its retirements we'd go and play and get a little petty cash together, and then not see each other till it was time to fill our pockets up again.

The others strapped themselves below - except for Coach Hedge, who insisted on clinging to the forward rail, yelling, "YEAH! Bring it on, Lake!

The twentieth century seems afflicted by a gigantic... power failure. Powerlessness and the sense of powerlessness may be the environmental disease of the age.

The right of commanding is no longer an advantage transmitted by nature; like an inheritance, it is the fruit of labors, the price of courage.