Mmmk, I’ve been a good little boy; quiet and paying my tithes. My life is too crazy to talk logically, so I just go in my zone and make shit hot. I’ve tried to change for the better, but I’ve gotten accustomed to drinking distilled vodka like a Russian mobster… –>Inside Story
This is like Christmas in May, Jay-Z gives you a medley of his hits on Saturday Night Live. Above Jay graces the cover of Esquire magazine. And to think a few months ago I was sitting in this mans New York office. Rags to riches I am not dumb… –>Inside Story
Phifer brought the plyers to the place; to apply pressure I don’t know how you gon take. I’m aware that I’m rare; the motivation for me is them telling me what I could not be. The take over: the break is over #LateBoots, we students at the Roc School of Hardknocks… –>Inside Story
You see it. Now either love me or leave me alone. No we’re not the same; we don’t pay the same tuition–don’t know the same people. Let me take you to space shuttle level–38th floor to the Rocawear office. Cause you’re talking me to death… –>Inside Story