"I grew up a fuckin screw up, got introduced to tha game, got an ounce and fuckin blew up."
“When you read magazines and you see everybody having fun, you think, ‘okay, that’s where I want to be.’ But once you get in it and you achieve the success that you want, it seems like that’s where the player hating starts. You know that’s where everybody’s like, ‘Well it’s not all that"
"Because the streets is a short stop/ Either you're slingin' crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot"-Things Done Changed
“Who shot ya? / Separate the weak from the ob solete /Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets / It’s on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef / I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek / Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet / Thundering, shaking the concrete / I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno / Burn slow like blunts with ya yo / Peel more skins than Idaho potato / Niggaz know, the lyrical molestin’ is takin’ place / Fuckin’ with B.I.G. it ain’t safe” - Who Shot Ya
“Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars / Then I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes / Excellence is my presence never tense / Never hesitant leave a nigga bent real quick / Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike / Anyone – Tyson, Jordan, Jackson / Action, pack guns, ridiculous / And I am quick to bust if my ends you touch” - Victory
"Money and blood don't mix like 2 d---s with no chick/ Find yourself in serious s---" -'Ten Crack Commandments'
"I made the change from a common thief/ To up close and personal with Robin Leach" -'Juicy'
"Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater/ Than the average playa hater, and spectators/ Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets, They be like, 'Yo, he nice'/ But that's on the low doe" -'Long Kiss Goodnight'
“Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'”-
“We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us. No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us. Birthdays was the worst days, now we sip champagne when we thirsty.”
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