My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.'
All I'm trying to do is survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty, unbelievable lifestyle that they gave me.
I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.
There's nobody in the business strong enough to scare me.
The only time I have problems is when I sleep.
I'll probably be punished for hard living.
America wants its respect.
If you believe in God, believe in Death Row East.
Thug Life to me is dead.
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
I would rather have been shot straight-up in cold blood-but to be set up? By people who you trusted? That's bad.
