Kanye West
American record producer and hip-hop artist based in Chicago, Illinois.
"Last night I saw you in my dreams/Now I can't wait to go to sleep/And this life is all a dream/So my real life starts when I go to sleep."
Ya'll might as well get the music ready 'cause this is gonna take a while. When I had my accident, I found out at that moment, nothing in life is promised except death. If you have the opportunity to play this game called life, you have to appreciate every moment. A lot of people don't appreciate their moment until it's passed. And then you got to tell those Al Bundy stories: 'You remember when I...' Right now, it's my time and my moment, thanks to the fans, thanks to the accident, thanks to God, thanks to Roc-A-Fella, Jay-Z, Dame Dash, G, my mother, Rhymefest, everyone that's helped me. And I plan to celebrate and scream and pop champagne every chance I get, 'cause I'm at the Grammy's baby! I know everybody asked me the question, they wanted to know, 'What, Kan, I know he's gonna wile out, I know he's gonna do something crazy.' Everybody wanted to know what I would do, if I didn't win... I guess we'll never know!
"The one thing I fear for [Kanye] the most is if you keep talking about being the greatest, people eventually are going to want to watch you fail." - John Mayer (From MTV.com)
"The clock's tickin' I just count the hours. Stop trippin' I'm trippin off the power."
"It don't have to be mother's day or your birthday, for me to just call and say, hey mama."
"People talkin' shit but when the shit hits the fan, everything I'm not made me everything I am."
Know your worth! People always act like they're doing more for you than you're doing for them. Ask yourself this question, "Why would they do that?" Obviously, you bring something to the table for them to even do business with you
"Told 'em I finished school, and I started my own business/They say, 'Oh you graduated?'/No, I decided I was finished/ Chasin' y'all dreams and what you've got planned/Now I spit it so hot you got tanned"
"And the weather so breezy/Man why can't life always be this easy?"
"I know it's past visitin hours, but can I please give her these flowers?"
"You don't remember when you was my sweetest? You don't remember I called you Reese's Pieces? 'Cause there's no wrong way to do you know what!"
"Little is know of Sierra Lione/And how it connects to the diamonds we own/When I speak of diamonds in this song I ain't about the ones that be glowin'/I'm talkin' bout Roc-a-Fella my home..."
I hate the way they portray us in the media. You see a black family, it says, 'They're looting.' You see a white family, it says, 'They're looking for food.' And, you know, it's been five days [waiting for federal help] because most of the people are black. And even for me to complain about it, I would be a hypocrite because I've tried to turn away from the TV because it's too hard to watch. I've even been shopping before even giving a donation, so now I'm calling my business manager right now to see what is the biggest amount I can give, and just to imagine if I was down there, and those are my people down there. So anybody out there that wants to do anything that we can help -- with the way America is set up to help the poor, the black people, the less well-off, as slow as possible. I mean, the Red Cross is doing everything they can. We already realize a lot of people that could help are at war right now, fighting another way -- and they've given them permission to go down and shoot us! [...] George Bush doesn't care about black people.
I still think I am the greatest.
"Jay's favorite line, 'Dog, in due time.' Now he look at me like, 'Damn, dog, you're where I am,' a hip-hop legend. I think I died in that accident, 'cause this must be heaven."
I refuse to accept other people's ideas of happiness for me. As if there's a "one size fits all" standard for happiness
"We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need 'em/Things we buy to cover up what's inside/Cause they make us hate our-self and love they wealth."
"Who gave Saddam anthrax, George Bush's got an answer/How to stop the Black Panthers, Ronald Regan cooked up an answer..."
"I get down for my Grandfather who took my momma/Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain't wanna us to eat/At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit-ins/And with that in my blood I was born to be different/Now niggas can't make it to the ballots to choose leadership/But we can make it to Jacob and to the dealership/That's why I hear new music and I just don't be feelin' it/Racism still alive they just be concealin' it/But I know they don't want me in the damn club/They even make me show ID to get inside of Sam's Club/I done did dirt and went to Church to get my hands scrubbed/Swear I been baptized at least three or four times/But in a land where niggas praise Yukon's and gettin' paid/It's gonna take a lot more than coupons to get us saved/Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves/Nothing as sad as that day my girl's father passed away/So I promise to Mr. Rainey I'm going to marry your daughter/And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up"
"And I'm a big tipper, I don't even be trippin'. This my first real Rolex, it don't even be tickin'. This my first pair of earings I can can wear in the shower, without 'em clouding up in a half an hour!"