Singers From New York City

"Every time I hear somebody doubt me, I just laugh about it Keeps me hungry, focused on the cash Trust me, don't fuck with me or catch you disrespecting me There's friends of mine do whatever I ask See, your ass is just a joke Front but love me on the low Stop the swinging from my dick Bitch, get off my shit"

"I'm 'bout to bless the world again Got chickens drippin', wishin' with my pen Gonna sell millions on top of millions I'm just gonna blow"

"Mama don't cry I couldn't stop I know I put You through a lot"

"When I call (Yeah) Girl, don't be wastin' my time (Uh) You know what's good (Uh-huh) Drink, fuck, and come and get high Hope you learn So you don't have to ever ask why Now you know I love fuckin' all the time"

"First I saw your gorgeous eyes Then noticed your ass was fly I just thought we could have fun I could show you affection"

"I can show you who's the man Let me show you with my hands I just want you close to me I'll get you wet Just wait and see"

"I may not be your man, baby But you know I'm drivin' you crazy That's why you'll fuck with me for the rest of your life (Rest of your life) I know you're lovin' the sex Swallow it up; it's better than X That's why you're stuck with me for the rest of your life (Rest of your life)"

"It was four in the morning I'm yawning and feening and scheming on a chick to lay When somebody said the afterparty was jumpin' off around my way I said, "I'm wit' it My dick gon' get it It's all love, life's so smooth""

"Do whatcha gotta do I fucked your friend this afternoon"

"Friends front in front of me Fuckin' wannabes In your ear But they don't know Eamon"

"I live the fast life, keep my shit tight Never steer left 'cause I'm always right Damn, I'm so fine, and I'ma stay shinin' Let the party keep goin', flowin' Livin' life like whoa No stress, so I never feel old "Slow down" is what I been told Fuck that, I keep it outta control Like whoa (Come on)"

"See, I would fly a million miles on the worst airline (Coach!) All around the world Just to see your frown Turn into a smile"

"Now it's O-over But I do admit I'm sad It hurts real bad I can't sweat that, 'cause I loved a ho"

"You should know by now When I take you out, you act proper When we at places You know your place when hoes holler Fuck that shit You know the rules Every girl that I fuck gets put through school"

"I got just what you're looking for Yo, I freak it like you like it, then you want some more Let's explore the bedroom floor Over and over and over"

"Hey trick Better start actin' right (Whoa oh) Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh Swallow You know that it's tastin' right (Whoa oh) Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh"

"Fuck what I said It don't mean shit now Fuck the presents Might as well throw 'em out Fuck all those kisses They didn't mean jack Fuck you, you ho I don't want you back"

"What I gotta do? Cats don't even have a clue Can't stand to see Me kick a flow so unbelievably And never gave a hand Askin' 'bout the backup plan Now that it's true Forever tellin' me that you always knew"

"There's so much bullshit around now in pop and hip-hop, and everybody's talking about the same fucking shit, like get the fuck outta here. That shit is horrible. I don't hate anybody, but that shit pisses me off. It's bullshit. So I wanna change things up and make people go, "Aw, man, this is the hot shit. Eamon talks from the heart. He's real.""

"It amazes me that there's been a fuss over me cursing when there's rappers talking about killing people."

"Whoever says I'm a one-hit wonder can go suck a dick."

"I love them hoes, love them hoes, love them hoes I love them hoes, love them hoes, love them hoes I love them hoes, love them hoes, love them hoes I love them—ooh!—hoes"

"My parents are the shit, man. I love them. They've stuck by me forever. They made it really nice for me. I never went through any hard times. The only hard times I went through are with hoes."

"I get pissed off when people at radio and TV shows say, "Can you keep a clean show?" Motherfuckers! Don't they know who they booked? It was the same with the single ["Fuck It"]. They wanted me to change the words to "Forget it" or some bullshit."

"[In New York there are a lot of Irish-Italians because there] are a lot of Irish and a lot of Italians and they fuck each other."

"I call [my music] ho-wop. It's the flavor of hip-hop, the flavor of doo-wop, and hoes."

"[T]he whole concept of ["Fuck It"] is "fuck it, I don't give a fuck, just fuck it," meaning fuck the relationship, fuck what the people will think of me, just fuck it, fuck everything, ya know?"

"[My lyrical content is] adult shit, but it's not. Everybody curses now, and teenagers swear more than anyone. I've got a three-year-old nephew running around the house saying to me, "Fuck you, you ho." It's fucking insane, man."

"A very special thanks to all the women that have cum in and out of my life."

"First of all, I'd like to thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ—without Him I would not be here today."

"When I met you, everything seemed right But the truth is you fucked on the first night It sank in slow; now I know you're a ho Yo, I shoulda listened when my friends told me so"

"I caught you in the club last week You looked like a freak in the VIP Sittin' on laps and suckin' on necks Actin' like a slut 'cause you're trippin' on X"

"I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE THANKS TO GOD ALMIGHTY FOR THE STRENGTH TO CREATE."

"You played me You even gave him head!"

"[I]t's so funny when I do TV shows and they're like, "Yeah, you gotta keep it clean, man." I'm like, "How the fuck do I keep it clean? My shit is called 'Fuck It.' Get the fuck out of here. Don't put me on the show if you want me to keep it clean.""

"When you come, please, girl, act right Don't try none of your crazy shit tonight So when you come, please, girl, act right I don't give a fuck; you been actin' up"

"I pray and plead you go and get up and leave, girl Go save yourself while there's time Your mommy, daddy ain't approving of me, girl So go and find that good fit, goodbye"

"I'll make It right At any cost I fought The war And almost lost I'll be back In your arms soon"

"Damn, I ain't lyin' These hoes love providin' When my dick hits your pussy, there's no denyin' Kissin' my body Make me come like shotties Love them trees, but I got a new favorite hobby There ain't no stoppin' From hoes gone ho-woppin' When I come to town, you know what the fuck's poppin'"

"Check the mailbox and I got my check Sit back, relax as I sip my Beck's Think about all the shit I can get So I spend and spend 'til I think I'm set"

"You look sad even though we just met No need to get upset But I got a show, gotta go, so I thank you And if you wanna still get sexed down You could catch the next Greyhound But until then, I gotta go, so I thank you"

"You're my flesh and blood, I'm part Of you Yeah When I'm harming me I'm harming you I'm your baby boy, and you're My best friend I won't let you down again"

"See, I don't (Who the fuck knows?) Know why (Huh-huh) You're sayin' that I snitched (I ain't no rat, bitch) You're the dick-suckin', off-key skank bitch (Whoo!)"

"The thing is, I'm not saying "fuck" just to say it. Every time I curse, I mean it. It might sound weird and funny, but I fucking mean the shit."

"Your audience gives you everything you need. They tell you. There is no director who can direct you like an audience. You step out on the stage and you can feel it is a nervous audience. So you calm them down. I come out before an audience and maybe my house burned down an hour ago, maybe my husband stayed out all night, but I stand there. I'm still. I don't move. I wait for the introduction. Maybe I cough. Maybe I touch myself. But before I do anything, I got them with me, right there in my hand and comfortable. That's my job, to make them comfortable, because if they wanted to be nervous they could have stayed home and added up their bills."

"Let the world know you as you are, not as you think you should be, because sooner or later, if you are posing, you will forget the pose, and then where are you?"

"John always said he had three favorite women. Fanny Brice, Carole Lombard and me."

"There's no one in her league. That's it. Period."

"[Callas was] An outstanding historical figure, ranking with Malibran, Viardot, Toscanini, and Mahler. She is somewhat like Viardot, Chorley's "tones of an engaging tenderness" mingled with those "of a less winning quality." It was a flawed voice. But then Callas sought to capture in her singing not just beauty but a whole humanity, and within her system, the flaws feed the feeling, the sour plangency and the strident defiance becoming aspects of the canto. They were literally defects of her voice; she bent them into advantages of her singing. [Her voice] is what she had. What she made was a musical information of what was happening to her characters, a searching virtuosity. Suffering, delight, humility, hubris, despair, rhapsody — all this was musically appointed, through her use of the voice flying the text upon the notes...."

"Yes, the woman could act. At the very moment she entered, you saw in full Aida, Anna Bolena, Gioconda, felt their eyes on you even before they uttered a sound. ... The gestures — so authentically antique, yet strangely devised entirely on her own — were completely equalized into her stylistics, with one set for the Greeks and Romans, another for post-Renaissance royalty, a third for more contemporary characters. Yet, all this was subsidiary to the heavy Kunst of developing the psychology of the roles under the supervision of the music, of singing the acting...."