To Wish For The Crazy Times One

The Rich Son Waits For His Father To Die, The Poor Just Drink And Cry.

When You're Growing Up In A Small Town You Know You'll Grow Down In A Small Town There Is Only One Good Use For A Small Town You Hate It And You Know You'll Have To Leave.

I'm Not Leaving New York. And Neither Is Anyone Else. We're Here. We Are Quintessential Americans - We're Not Only American, But New York-american.

To Wish For The Crazy Times One Last Time And Freeze It In The Memory Of A Camera Is The Least A Great Artist Can Do.

I Wouldn't Want To Hear Beethoven Without Beautiful Bass, The Cellos, The Tuba. It's Very Important. Hip-hop Has Thunderous Bass. And So Does Beethoven. If You Don't Have The Bass, It's Like Being Amputated. It's Like You Have No Legs.