 Take all I said, we're getting iller. There's no one chiller. It's not Michael Jackson. And this is not Dilla. It's one deaf rapper. I know I can hang. I'm rough and run DMC. Like who's fooling the gang? Roll to the rock, rock to the roll. DMC stands for down. They did right control. You can't judge me with a 10-foot pole. And I even made the devil sell me his soul.