That Girl Can Barely Spell Her Name.

Everybody Raps. We Rap To Make Money. We Do Business. Ain't No Other Record Company Out There That Sold As Many Records As We Did.

Being In Marin City Was Like A Small Town So It Taught Me To Be More [straightforward] With My Style. Instead Of Of Being So Metaphorical With The Rhyme, I Was Encouraged To Go Straight At It And Hit It Dead On And Not Waste Time Trying To Cover Thingsin Marin City It Seemed Like Things Were Real Country. Everything Was Straightforward. Poverty Was Straightforward.

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

Stay In The Game Until The End Of Time.

And I... Started Off Dumb, Raised By The Hoodrats, Listen To The Radio Wishin That I Could Rap.