"I KNO UH KID WHO THINKS HE'S HIP HOP CUZ HE BUYS IT, I KNOW UH KID WHO THINKS HES HIP HOP CUZ HE NEVER BUYS SHIT..."

"It's my destiny, she wants me she beckons/ She left me for dead but death didn't want no sloppy seconds."

"i've got a curfew. it's 12 o'clock. after that, i'll start trembling if i get fed hiphop. 'cause i'm a g to the r-e-m-l-i-n. if i wasn't then why would i say i am?"

"got a caveman banging on my back door. got a hang man hanging on my front lawn. got an old maid wasting away in the living room. kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons. got a paper full of yellow journalism. a restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom. the small town crier is chilling with the village idiots. the big city slickers are still busy building pyramids. got a diploma but no wall to hang it. tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous. a job description that don't fit the bill. a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill."

"i got a watergun i keep it in my mouth it keeps me safe from the things i like to speak about but words are leakin' out and all these smiles that i crack are like a dam on the verge of collapse there ain't no turnin' back in fact i can't hold down my fluids can't retract statements without water displacement"

"i got a watergun i keep it in my mouth it keeps me safe from the things i like to speak about but words are leakin' out and all these smiles that i crack are like a dam on the verge of collapse there ain't no turnin' back in fact i can't hold down my fluids can't retract statements without water displacement"

"i got more back issues than guns and ammo cuz my oozy weighs a ton and i never let go of the handle hangin' on to mommy's pant leg double-fistin' knee-deep in shells kickin' ballistics this dick is a detachable penis an extension of my manhood positioned like a fetus an intravenous hook-up feeds bullets to my magazine nevermind the bollocks, my pistol is a sex machine"

"what if my dream girl pays a midnight visit? i see the world thru the scope but i gain no insight with it when i get introspective i put the safety on make these songs with the biscuit sittin in my shaky palms"

"So look for truth. Quit seeking forgiveness. You need to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors You support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons? Just bring home our motherfuckin' brothers and sisters."

"Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol holder; Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw away the key witness. Justice is the whim of a judge, check his chest density. It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny. The West Memphis 3 lost paradise, It's death penalty vs. suicidal tendencies. All I wanted was a fucking Pepsi. Institution. 'Making you think you're crazy is a billion dollar industry'. If they could sell sanity in a bottle they'd be charging for compressed air, and marketing healthcare. They demonize welfare. Middle class eliminated, rich get richer till the poor get educated."

"But my pedestal was too tall to climb off, In fact, that's the reason for the high horse. And from up here I can see the marines and hummers on a conquest, Underdogs with wonderbras in a push up contest, All for the sake of military recruitment. It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students, I galloped off whistling 'Ohio.' The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention."