Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your tough talk? That's like Christopher Reeve doing the crip walk.

Time flies, dreams die, people lose faith, Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face.

I ain't Mary, so ain't a damn thing Poppin'.

I can drink a whole Hennessy fifth. Some call that a problem, but I call it a gift.

Never define your success by somebody else's success. I never looked at another man's grass to tell how green mine should be.

Just cause niggas get behind you don't mean they got your back Beware of the serpent.

You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons

I don't believe in aliens. I don't think aliens or ghosts like black people. We never get abducted our houses never get haunted. It always happens in rural areas, where no ethnic people live. The day I see somebody from South Central Los Angeles say, 'Man, I got abducted yesterday,' then I'll believe it.

Keep bustin about where you rest, and what you own, and what you drive. So the day some niggaz come for you, I'm really not surprised.

It don't make sense: either you a soldier from the start, Or a actor with a record deal tryin' to play the part.