I don't write, I build a rhyme.

Learn your past, find your path.

Your mouth smells like my jock strap.

You're young and dumb and quick at the tongue.

As far as Hip Hop Manhattan was after the Bronx.

Thats why my biggest problems were with LL and Run.

My perspective is a lil different 'cus im from Manhattan .

Any man without a woman is incomplete, and vice-versa she's obsolete.

You wanna know my occupation? I get paid to rock the nation. I go to work.

The lack of facts holds you back. The odds are stacked against a weak mind.

In the street, your mouth's a beak, big like a bird, and your future's bleak.

I remember when it was just the three Emcees and then Flash put Mr Ness down.

I'm on a higher plane with brain with a flame, feel the fire, desire the same.

The five senses are all correlated, the sixth and seventh is how you elevate it.

For the weak who seek power it'll bring, infallible the power, knowledge is king.

Acts of the devil revealed and reveled, designed to recline the mind to lower level.

I never ever ran from the Ku Klux Klan, and I shouldn't have to run from a black man.

I didn't know at the time that the energy that I was giving off was like a battle Emcee.

I was thinking as I bent over to receive my injection, next time I'm gonna use protection.

Following rulers instead of prophets, the wicked can rule you, but the knowledge can stop it.

Lust is weak desire. A woman without a good head on her shoulders is nothing but a piece of meat.

You better wake up before it's too late, or they'll be doing your makeup down at the coroner's place.

Getting high off life is more than enough, and peer pressure ain't peer pressure when a boy is tough.

Some of the free lunch programs were still goin' on - based on the last leg of the Black Panther Party.

Raise your hands in the air, pump your fists, and solemnly swear to rock the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

LL's a laughing stock, cause I bit that ass to the last stop. I watched you fall like Hitler fell, and now your down to a broken L.

My romantically favorite era is 78, 79 listening to Grandmaster Flash and the Furious 4, the live tapes, echo chamber and break beats.

Once you understand that there's a spiritual math, add soul to the science and subtract the riff-raff. 24-7-365, cause 9 to 5 ain't alive.

I was always talking about what I could and would do, and you would always make rhymes about the competion even though we werent thinking about competition.

Evil feeds off a source of apathy, weak in the mind, and of course you have to be. Less than a man, more like a thing, no knowledge you're nothing, knowledge is king.

As I turned around to receive my injection, I said, 'Next time I'll use some protection.' If I see another girl and I get an erection... I'm walking in the other direction!

Pharoahe Monch is like an eloquent linguistics professor moonlighting as a rhyme serial killer terrorist, challenging the listeners' I.Q. while daring him or her to keep up.

Now you're selling out, the devil sold a dream and you bought it without thinking about. How the beast will decrease the brain wave, with material thoughts from the crib to the grave.

I stayed away from drugs, I never smoked a pipe. When I wanna get high, I smoke the mic. I never did white lines, I only write lines, and I ain't sniffin' nothing but the vapors from hype rhymes.

In Manhattan, and its true on some level till this day; its a whole different mentality from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Queens, which I didn't know at the time - because you basically just know your neighborhood.

I can appreciate that on one side, but we have to remember that the system is designed corruptly, and works against us, so you cant convict those who can benefit from the system, because its not neccesarily their fault.

We heard later through the grapevine that we were being compared to the Furious 5, and because of that we were getting feedback that they were saying that we werent all that, that we were copying them... blah blah blah.

I know the game, it's old and lame: You're holdin' a flame for my name and my fame. Livin' like Givens schemin' on Tyson, But she got lucky 'cause he was a nice one. But I ain't nice and I don't play that, If it ain't tax, I don't pay that.

A lot of the old-school artists didn’t even respect what’s being called freestyle now... any emcee coming off the top of the head wasn’t really respected. The sentiment was emcees only did that if they couldn’t write. The coming off the top of the head rhymer had a built-in excuse to not be critiqued as hard

Americanomics works, and I won't argue that is true. But if the economy is getting better, getting better for who? Well, if you ask me, I'm doing much worse than before, With the welfare cuts, I don't eat no more. So if I did wanna go out, I couldn't go nowhere, Cause I ate every last one of them reindeer. Rudolph first, I went down the list, I got so hungry, I just couldn't resist. I ate Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Dixon, Fried them up and then started to mix them. And before you knew it, they were all gone, I wonder what y'all gonna do about my reindeer song!

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