A hard core life I toast to ex flaw, therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law.

Step to this and get shanked up I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt

If you battle L, you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread You can't kill me, I was born dead

I got the wild style, always been a foul child, My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go pow-pow.

They wanna know why, I'm so fly, a girl asked me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye I'm looking nothing like ya poppa, I wouldn't give a chick ten cents, to put cheese on a whopper.

Im so ahead of my time my parents havent met yet

All my life I’ve been a lady bruiser, a wrong chooser, school refuser, drug abuser, born loser; clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn’t funny

Battles I lose none I make crews run I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one

Some girls barely speak, but always askin' for a dollar.

I know you like the way I am freakin' it. I talk with slang and I'm never gonna stop speakin' it.

I'm gettin' stacks while you askin' people, 'Do you want some fries with that?'

Together, "Light and Knowledge" are Inanimate, Intangible, and Inseparable.

Rain don't fall on a with if she doesn't want it to, although personally I prefer to get wet and be thankful.""Thankful for what?" said Tiffany."That I'll get dry later.

I'll speak for myself, but there's a lot of humor to be found in sarcasm and darkness. You talk to any paramedic, they survive by developing a pretty off-kilter sense of humor.

Because we imagine, we can have invention and technology. It's actually play, not necessity, that is the mother of invention.

Justice is peculiarly indispensable to nations . The unjust State is doomed of God to calamity and ruin. This is the teaching of the Eternal Wisdom and of history .

It is, I admit, mere imagination; but how often is imagination the mother of truth?

Human development, not secularization, is what's key to women's empowerment in the transforming Middle East.

To many, Homer may appear lazy and a loser, but he's just much misguided. He's boorish, sure, but well meaning and, I guess, the one thing we have in common is the pursuit of lousy diets.

Smoking is the great romance of my lifetime. If I could find someone I wanted forty-five times a day, perhaps I could stop.

It's possible to paint a monumental picture that's only 10 inches wide, if one has a sense of scale, which is very different from a sense of size.