Buy A Nickel Bag, Smoke A Little

I Started Growing My Hair In December '89. I Was Seventeen. I Signed My Record Deal And Said I Ain't Combing My Hair No More. I Don't Have Too.

You Think That You Can Hide; You Think You Can Lay Low? I'll Roll Up On Your Ass Like Hawaii 5-0!

I Feel Like I Introduce Another Level Of My Creative Ability On Every Album.

At The End Of The Day, Man, You Can't Protect Yourself From A Haymaker That's Coming In Toward Your Face If You Don't See It Coming.

I Want You To See That I'm Looking. Look At Me Look At You. I'm Cool With That.