The Only Time I Have Problems Is

I Ain't Calling Me God. I'm Just Doing My Part On Where I Think Hip Hop Should Go. I Think Hip Hop Should Be About More Money, Crazier Sounds, Different Beats.

All B.s. Aside, It All Comes Down To... We Got To Survive. I Mean, Even Warriors Put Their Spears Down On Sundays. We Got To Survive Here In This Country... 'cause I'm Not Going Back To Africa. We Got To Survive Here. And For Us To Survive Here-white Folks, Black Folks, Korean Folks, Mexican Folks, Puerto Ricans-we Got To Understand Each Other.

Dear Mama, Yo Baby Boys Doing Fine Tell The Homies I'm In Heaven And They Aint Got Hoods.

Why Am I Fighting To Live, If I Am Just Living To Fight Why Am I Trying To See. When There Aint Nothing In Sight Why Am I Trying To Give, When No One Gives Me A Try Why Am I Dying To Live, If I Am Just Living To Die?

When An Angel Comes Down And Takes Me Away, Memories Of Me And My Songs Will Always Stay Until The End Of Time