I'm Blacked Than Midnight On Broadway And

The New Moon Rode High In The Crown Of The Metropolis. Shinin', Like "who On Top Of This?

Beef Is Not What Jay Said To Nas; Beef Is When The Working Folks Can't Find Jobs.

Crack Mothers, Crack Babies And Aids Patients Youngbloods Can't Spell, But They Could Rock You In Playstation.

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

I Know What It Feels Like To Have The Door Slammed Firmly In My Face, So I'm Cool With That.