I'm all about the fans.

Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true. And if you really loved yourself, then you would try and be you.

Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop.

I like them brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or Haitian Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu nation.

Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram.

Cuz if I don't say I'm the best, tell me who the hell will.

I instruct you to be the obeyer, A rhythm recipe that you'll savor, Doesn't matter if you're minor or major, Yes, the Tribe of the game, rhythm player, As you inhale like a breath of fresh air

When's the last time you heard a funky diabetic?

Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue. It's not like honey dip would wanna get with me, But just in case I own more condoms than TLC.

Question: Why is that MC's be wack And major labels wanna sign that crap? A-yo...funk that!

I'm a rapper but I'm a human being.

I don't believe I've ever truly appreciated flowers before tonight.

In India we never distinguished between history and myth. Our Puranas as well as Itihasas contain fantastical tales. They are lies that convey deeper truths.

I refuse to spend my life worrying about what I eat. There is no pleasure worth forgoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward.

If you want to write something of length, however modern and radical, you must live the life of an elderly gentleman of the 1950s.

We are not ourselves anymore, we've lost a little something.

No, actors go out with actresses as a form of self-flagellation.

It's very important to know the neighbor next door and the people down the street and the people in another race.

Science is not a subject you took in school. It's life. We are wrapped by it, in it, with it.

One of the saddest things is that the only thing that a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can't eat...nor make love for eight hours...

I wonder why men get serious at all. They have this delicate, long thing hanging outside their bodies which goes up and down by its own will. If I were a man I would always be laughing at myself.