I stand for what I stand on.
So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.
Goe and catche a falling starre, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me, where all past yeares are, Or who cleft the Divel's foot. Teach me to hear Mermaides' singing, Or to keep of envies stinging, And finde What winde Serves to advance an honest minde.
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.
I like to go in the corner, in the quiet, 'cause I got to hear my thoughts. If I hear the beat for, like, five seconds, I basically got the tempo, and I don't need to hear it no more. I just focus and write.
Every country my country, and every man my brother.
I've always thought young.
Nowadays, you gots ta walk the street and watch your back, Cause brothers with the gats don't be knowin' how to act.