In America, they want you to accomplish these great feats, to pull off these David Copperfield-type stunts. You want me to be great, but you don’t ever want me to say I’m great?
Thirty-three-years-old, still creating art. It’s rage, it’s creativity, it’s pain, it’s hurt, but it’s the opportunity to still have my voice get out there through music.
I understand culture. I am the nucleus.
I’ve got a million people telling me why I can’t do it. You know, that I’m not a real designer, that I’m not this. I’m not a real rapper, either!
I can always tell if a band has a British rhythm section due to the gritty production.
I was wearing like, a Juicy Couture men’s polo shirt. We weren’t there, like, ready for war.
If I don’t win, the award show loses credibility.
I know I got to be right now Cause I can’t get much wronger.
So I hope that there are people out there laughing. Laugh loud, please. Laugh until your lungs give out because I will have the last laugh.
I worked a telemarketing job. I always worked those because I always knew how to talk to people and I always knew how to sell because my father was a salesman. He used to sell vacuum cleaners, payroll services to companies, so that was natural for me to go into sales.
I’m the smartest celebrity you’ve ever dealt with. I’m not Britney Spears.
Couldn’t afford a car so he named his daughter Alexis.
Could have sworn her breastses was sending me messages.
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC.
Love your haters – they’re your biggest fans.
In the night, I hear ’em talk. Coldest story ever told. Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul.
What doesn’t kill me, can only make me stronger.
We rappers are role models.
I eventually want to be the anchor of the first trillion-dollar company.
I hope we don’t see no paparazzi today. Because I’m still getting acquainted with these jogging pants I threw on. Like, ‘That’s not my statement!’