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Fear Not Of Men Because Men Must Die. Mind Over Matter And Soul Before Flesh.

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In The Early '90s, When I Really Started To Find My Voice, I Was Reading A Lot Of Books, And I Was Moved By The Writers, Like Chinua Achebe, And I Wanted To Be Able To Write Rhymes That Were As Potent As What I Was Reading.

I Never Had Any Ambitions Of Being A Movie Star Or Anything Like That, But You Know, This Is Nice.