Hip-hop is not the problem, our reality is the problem.

Music is the love of my life. It's a total escape from reality. Music transports you to another place, someplace unexpected and meaningful.

We have a thousand points of light for the homeless man. We've got a kinder gentler machine gun hand.

I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand, under an old street light near a garbage can.

Musically I was fed up with the virtuoso thing. Our gigs had become nothing more than an excuse for us to show off as individuals, and any sense of unity we might have had when we started seemed to have gone out the window.

There's a spark in you. You've just got to ignite the light and let it shine.