See, you're out your mind tryin' to face tha God. Your rhyme is like an empty prison...a waste of bars.

I never fronted, you can get it if you want it... Won't say I'm the best, but I'm not that far from it.

Lyrical lecture, word architecture, Rap director, the best in my sector. Microphone cool chief, releasin the smooth speech... I get nasty with a pen and some loose leaf.

Rhymes more fresher than a virgin in a 'frigerator.

I'm the type that'll give any man a chance to come correct before leavin in a ambulance

Puttin rhymes into shape just like Jack LaLanne.

When I was your age...I wish I'd known that I already had everything I needed within myself to be happy, instead of looking for happiness at beauty counters.

If somebody in your life doesn't think you are a fanatic, you are probably backslidden.

The ingredients of happiness are so simple that they can be counted on one hand. Happiness comes from within and rests most securely on simple goodness and clear conscience.

But, I like the challenge of, "How can we stretch this out? Where can we go with it?" It's an open road, especially at Netflix. You can take it anywhere you want.

All that glitters may not be gold, but at least it contains free electrons.

Life is like a moustache. It can be wonderful or terrible. But it always tickles.

Sometimes when we’re in situations where we feel we’re not in control, we do things, especially things that take a lot of energy, as a way of making ourselves feel we have some power.

Books are necessary to correct the vices of the polite; but those vices are ever changing, and the antidote should be changed accordingly should still be new.

I might even end up a rock and roll god, it might turn into a steady job.

Somebody's got to be last. Somebody's going to be first.