“Those who are quiet will always cause riots.”

Clear communication. Respect. A lot of laughter. And a lot of orgasms. That’s what makes a marriage work.

I’m high off the indo creepin’ with the quickness to the cut, bust one to his head while he munches on that donut.

Black women are the strongest most hardworking people on earth.

The only two things that scare me are God and the IRS.

I’d rather deal with Tipper than Bush. He’s trying to kill everybody in jail.

When I’m lovin’ these hoes, there ain’t no love involved.

Name a sexual disease, she got it like Sam Goody.

It ain’t that I’m too big to listen to the rumors, It’s just that I’m too damn big to pay attention to ’em.

Try to be the king, but the ace is back.

The record business. It’s exactly what it is-Record-Busin ess. You have to take care of both, or they won’t take care of you.

I’ve gone seventy-nine hours without sleep, creating. When that flow is going, it’s almost like a high. You don’t want it to stop. You don’t want to go to sleep for fear of missing something.

I don’t have room in my life for folks that large and demanding.

I am never going to give music up.

I realized at a young age that sequence in an album is almost as important as the songs that are on the album.

People are always coming up to me, thinking I’ve got some magic wand that can make them a star and I want to tell them that no one can do that. Making hit records is not that easy. But it took me time to realize that myself.

I been in the game for 10 years making rap tunes… Ever since honeys was wearing Sassoons.

It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.

I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.

You don’t realize what fine fighting material there is in age. You show me any one who’s lived to over seventy and you show me a fighter – someone who’s got the will to live.

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.

Some folks rail against other folks, because other folks have what some folks would be glad of.

Savage, despicable evil. That’s what we were fighting in Iraq. That’s why a lot of people, myself included, called the enemy ‘savages.’ There really was no other way to describe what we encountered there.

You can’t fight for your rights if you don’t know what they are.