You named them: hustlers, killers, fiends, ex-cons. I called them: cousins, aunts, pops, moms. To you? Hoodlums, crackheads, gunmens. To me? Just …

- Ka

I own the night...the heat's my receipt.

- Ka

I'm pain in the spoken form; This new strain came from where hope is gone.

- Ka

I'm a cold winter morning, y'all Summer's Eve.

- Ka

A simple right or left can mean life or death, Epic fail or nice success, Days of pleasure or nights of stress.

- Ka

Took a vow to protect and serve, All you do is disrespect and murder. I ask that you not hurt my kids; This is where you work...this is where I li…

- Ka

We ain't speak, clicking heat is our Morse code.

- Ka

Once you find your lane, you can't cruise; When you define the game, you can't lose.

- Ka

You really only think with one part of your anatomy don't you?

- Ka