There's no unicorns that pop out the ceiling and no glitter that pops out of my pocket. It's just regular people in the studio doing what we do.

Using what you have is always creates more opportunities for the future.

Using what you have always enhances what's to come no matter if it's an album, song, artwork or whatever.

I just make music from my soul and let it be.

So from Jazz, Blues, R&B, Soul, Classical and Country music, Hip Hop has introduced us to a little bit of everything.

R&B is everything. Hip Hop, Soul, Gospel and Classical Blues are everything. All of that makes sense in BJ The Chicago Kid and what we do.

I thank God for Hip Hop because Marvin Gaye didn't have that and he was able to be that dope. For us to have that and more, I feel like it is up to us to be as dope as we can possibly be.

Hip Hop has introduced us to a lot of genres that we probably wouldn't even listen to in our own homes from our parents.

I just sing the song and I sing it with conviction, meaning and I get into the mood of every song I do no matter how much time I have in between.

I've got some cool features with some cool people coming out but I can't speak on it right now.

I don't really concentrate on Urban AC or whatever. I don't concentrate on genres or how people section off songs for radio.

Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants willing to be dethroned.

Religion was a means to an end. She had seen it wielded as a weapon. If she needed to use it, she would, but she would never allow herself to be used by it.

These two oo in "book" are like the two eyes of a reader who fell in love with a story.

MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.

This is a silly place. Half the world has no clean water. The other half has so much that they pooh in it.

Quantum physics is a bit of a passion of mine. It's extraordinary. There's a branch of mathematics that is based on lunacy, and that's wonderful.

I get absolutely ruthless in my own way about not doing anything else when I am trying to concentrate on writing a book. I have to stick to it and concentrate.

How can you seperate those things though? The people are the place is the people.

Joseph shall return to Canaan, grieve not, Hovels shall turn to rose gardens, grieve not. If a flood should arrive, to drown all that's alive, Noah is your guide in the typhoon's eye, grieve not.

I will always remember you, even though you had no idea I was even in the room. My words wouldn't come, I could only dream. A crush or a love?