Suge Is The Boss Of Death Row,

June 16, 1971, Mama Gave Birth To A Hell Rasing Heavenly Son.

If God Wanted Me To Be Quiet He Would’ve Never Showed Me What He Does.

Many Dreams Is What We Had And Plenty Wishes.

Did You Hear About The Rose That Grew From A Crack In The Concrete? Proving Nature's Laws Wrong, It Learned To Walk Without Having Feet. Funny, It Seems To By Keeping It's Dreams; It Learned To Breathe Fresh Air. Long Live The Rose That Grew From Concrete When No One Else Even Cared.

People Look To Me To Do Things For Them, To Have Answers.