Street's Disciple, My Raps Are Trifle. I

Hip-hop Ain't Died Because Of The South, That's Retarded.

Much Success To You, Even If You Wish Me The Opposite.

I Don't Want To Disappoint - That's A Nightmare To Me.

You Ni**az Get Me Sick, Wannabe Soundin Like You Know My Arithmetic... But We Don't Sound Alike

You Can't Count A Man Out Because One Record Went Different Direction. You Gotta Count The Things That Scored, Not The Misses.