My favorite place in the whole world is Nashville. Because it's my home, it's Music City. It's like, everybody there is so artistic and so creative, and nice! Everybody's really friendly.
I definitely think that with music my favorite thing about Nashville is that it's a music hub that accepts and allows all genres to be present, and I think there's been a kind of fusing of genres lately that for me makes me really happy and excited.
When I was 8 years old, it mattered what my favorite singer said and wore and expressed opinions about. And if I have a chance to matter to the growth and hopes and wishes of little girls, that's something I can't take lightly. So I do factor them in when I'm thinking about what to wear, and what to
I felt like my favorite writers have almost musical hooks in their work, whether it's poetry or a hook at the end of a chapter that makes you want to read the next one. And I think that my favorite writers definitely have something musical about what they do, in saying something so relatable and uni
My favorite thing in the world is telling stories, and most of what I do is telling stories through music.
Fans are my favorite thing in the world. I've never been the type of artist who has that line drawn between their friends and their fans. The line's always been really blurred for me. I'll hang out with them after the show. I'll hang out with them before the show. If I see them in the mall, I'll sta
All of my favorite people - people I really trust - none of them were cool in their younger years.
Music is my shining light, my favorite thing in the world. T get me to stop doing it for one second would be difficult!
You know, Katie Couric is one of my favorite people.
I think my favorite thing about seasons changing is the opportunity to look different.
You got to constantly be in character
My music will mean something. I'll have my own production company. I'm doing my own movies. I have my own restaurant. I just wanna expand.
The american dream wasn't meant for me, cause lady liberty's a hypocrite she lied to me, promised me freedom,education, and equality never gave me nothing but slavery but now look at how dangerous you made me callin me a mad man because im strong and bold.
I heard a rumor I died, Murdered in cold blood dramatized, Pictures of me in my final state, You know mama cried, But that was fiction, Some coward got the story twisted, Like I no longer existed, Mysteriously missin', I'm known worldwide baby, I ain't hard to find.
There should be a class on apartheid. There should be a class on why people are hungry, but there are not. There are classes on...gym. Physical Education.
You never know what's going on in somebody's mind. There's a lot of pressure on someone growing up. You have to watch it.
And even though i act crazy I gotta thank the lord that you made meh.
The day you chose to leave me it rained constantly in truth I swore the rain to be the tears of cuspids eyes.
Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see and feel.
Thug Life hit me like the Holy ghost.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace the races.
That which does not kill me can only make me stronger.
There's no way I could pay you back but my plan is to show you that I understand, you are appreciated
After a long day of trying, to make my songs pay, making love all day against the wall in the hallway.
And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social. Niggaz shakin like they caught the holy ghost when I approach em.
Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that l
To me, I feel that my game is strong. I feel as thought I'm a shining prince, just like Malcolm, and I feel that all of us are shining princes, and if we live like princes, then whatever we want can be ours. Anything.
I feel close to Marvin Gaye, Vincent van Gogh, because nobody appreciated his work until he was dead. Now it's worth millions.
Thereâ€™s no way that Michael Jackson or whoever Jackson should have a million thousand droople billion dollars and then thereâ€™s people starving. Thereâ€™s no way! Thereâ€™s no way that these people should own planes and there people donâ€™t have houses. Apartments. Shacks. Drawers. Pants! I know
My only fear of death is reincarnation