If Islam's Sole Interest Is The Welfare

I Ain't No Perfect Man I'm Tryna Do The Best That I Can With What It Is I Have.

And From The Moment That I Saw You, I Knew You Was Trouble, But I Disregarded Detour Signs, And Did Not Stop Til You Was Mine. I Guess God Was Like, 'aight, Fine.' Careful What You Wish For, Cause You Just Might Get It In Heaps. Try To Give It Back, He Be Like, 'nah, That's Yours To Keep.'

I Dreamt That I Could Paint You With Words, But There Were No Colors Bright Enough, Black Or White Enough, Blue Or Green Enough...they Didn't Mean Enough

Fear Not Of Men Because Men Must Die. Mind Over Matter And Soul Before Flesh.

There Was A Time When Hip-hop Was Its Own Musical Principle, Aside From Sampling. Like The Entire Wild Style Break Is Instrumental. Kurtis Blow's Earliest Stuff Was Studio Musicians Playing. Whodini Had A Real Clear Sound, Things Like "five Minutes Of Funk," Stuff That You Could Write Really Beautiful, Lush String And Horn Arrangements Around, Stuff That Was Just Music.