You listen to Portishead, you're not like the others. Want some coke? I'm like, Nah, man.

I'm making good money but I ain't rich. Even if I don't wanna rap I still gotta work. Pride don't feed the babies. I'm going to do whatever it takes. As long as my fingers and toes move Im'ma get money.

I can't see myself not rappin' and not talking the bullshit I'm talking. I love that! I can't lie. Once I stop I'm just going to stop all the way.

Yaknow you gotta stay up with current s**t, b. I watch the news. I read a lot. All that s**t. Everything helps. You never know it's helping until you start writing and s**t.

I'm tryin' to be part of a functioning society so I can't listen to Curren$y man. His rhymes make me high haha.

I missed being on great songs.

I was running around with two guns on my waist like I was Larry Fishburne or something. I wasn't making no money, I was just running around with two guns like Larry Fishburne.

I don't like thugs, I don't like nerds, I don't like myself and I hate bein' disturbed.

The Mother of Ignorance is always pregnant. But at Sean Price house, the b**ch have twins!

Nutrition can make or break you on race day. It's not something you leave to chance. If you don't plan for it you're almost guaranteed to bonk.

I don't want to be the only survivor on the island with no smoke.

Back in the day, we sampled Portishead on Nocturnal, that song Proud we sampled Portishead. And we used to have the [Dummy] album, 'cause Da Beatminerz put me onto the album. I had the album, every time I played it, I had this dude like, Yo man. He thought I was so ill 'cause I listened to Portishead. You're different, man.

I used to play tenor sax in high school, man.

I'm a grumpy old man. The older I get the more anti-social I get.

I'm a rapper but I don't f**k with that hip-hop s**t. You understand? I'm home, I take care of my family. I f**k with other kinds of n****s, I don't f**k with no hip-hop dudes, man. That rap s**t is fake... these rap dudes is fake.

Oh, you a E head, oh, you a weed head I got a big gun, bigger than Maxi Priest dread

Niggas' rap albums sound like love letters, Pen in my hand, like: damn, fam, I could do much better.