“I am from the jungle where the lion eats the cobra.”

I got ice in my veins Blood in my eyes/Hate in my heart Love in my mind.

When i started flirting with the hustle, failure became my ex, now I’m engaged to the game and married to success.

Always talk to God, never listen to the cops.

Love or hate me, I stay hate free They say we learn from mistakes, well, that’s why they mistake me.

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass, nigga.

Make jokes. No stress. Love. Live Life. Proceed. Progress.

Everything gets better with time, and time is forever.

My first priority is my family. I am human. But my whole family knows what my priority is. Family is always first. But my work is under nothing else, except God.

They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork.

My future will be better than my past.

Love me or hate me, I promise it won’t make or break me.

I like being misunderstood.

I think positively, you can’t harm me mentally, not physically, not spiritually, you’ll never get rid of me.

I don’t like to stop. I believe when you stop, you die.

I’m an addict, I’m addicted to success. Thankfully, there’s no rehab for success.

Never apologize for what you feel. It’s like being sorry for being real.

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.

I’d like to be remembered as someone who really helped people to have a little humility and realize that we are part of the animal kingdom, not separated from it.

I smell a rat.

And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.

The least I can do is speak out for the hundreds of chimpanzees who, right now, sit hunched, miserable and without hope, staring out with dead eyes from their metal prisons. They cannot speak for themselves.

Sometimes I [longed to be a chimp] I just wanted to know. what it felt like in the evening to be making a nest and what it felt like to be a female when a big male comes thundering in.

You can’t put feathers on a dog and call it a chicken!

But let us not forget that human love and compassion are equally deeply rooted in our primate heritage, and in this sphere too our sensibilities are of a higher order of magnitude than those of chimpanzees.