“My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant. Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist but you lovely bitches and hos should know I'm trying to correct this.”

“I'm freestylin just on the microphoneOn the BBC, on the BBCI'm just freestylin on the BBCUm British Broadcasting Companyi'm just basically making this shit up as I go alongBasically just freeJust basically from the top of my domeSometimes it's not so goodMy rhymes are so potent that in this small segmentI made all the lady listeners pregnant”

“Sometimes I get the feeling that I'mstranded in the wrong timewhere love is just a lyric in a children's rhyme”

“She's so hot. I wanna tell her she's hot, but she'll think I'm sexist. She's so hot, she's making me sexist... bitch." ”

“It was my kind of song: fast and fun and exuberant,the lyrics tumbling out almost faster than my ears could follow them,some times rhyming,sometimes not. . .”

“If... if I didn't try to get my life moving on my own account, I should think it just absurd to go on living.'A look of smiling obstinacy had come into Marcelle's face.'Yes, yes - it's your vice.''It's not a vice. It's how I'm made.''Why aren't other people made like that, if it isn't a vice?''They are, only they don't know it.”