No Matter Where You're From - You

There Needs To Be Structures In Place To Do Something About Misrepresentation About Hip Hop. When Awards Are Given Out And The Media Talk About Hip Hop, They're Confused Because They Haven't Done Their Homework On It So You Have A Case Where There's An Award For The Most Pop Song In The World And It's Called 'hip Hop'.

My Earliest Memories Of Rap Music Was Mixed With My Earliest Memories Of Reggae Music. They Were Big Sounds Around The Way, Heavy Bass Lines, Strong Messages, Definitely.

All I Need Is One Mic One Beat, One Stage One Ni%$a Frontin' My Face On The Front Page Only If I Had One Gun, One Girl And One Crib One God To Show Me How To Do Things His Son Did.

I Want To Sound Like An Instrument. I Want My Voice And My Words To Marry The Beat. I Go With The Rhythm Of It And The Words Start To Come To My Mind And Those Words Could Be Based On Things That's Been On My Mind For The Past Year, The Past Month, The Past Week, Whatever; I Write It.

...shorty's Laugh Was Cold-blooded As He Spoke So Foul, Only Twelve Tryin To Tell Me That He Liked My Style. Then I Rose, Wiping The Blunt's Ash From My Clothes, Then Froze, Only To Blow The Herb Smoke Through My Nose.