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On The Night He Died - He Was Twenty-seven - Basquiat Had Been Planning To See A Run-dmc Show. When People Asked Him What His Art Was About, He'd Hit Them With The Same Three Words: "royalty, Heroism, And The Streets.

What People Do In Their Own Homes Is Their Business, And You Can Choose To Love Whoever You Love. That's Their Business. It's No Different Than Discriminating Against Blacks. It's Discrimination, Plain And Simple.

Sometimes I Trip On How Happy We Could Be And So I Put This On My Life Nobody Or Nothing Will Ever Come Between Us And I Promise I'll Give My Life

I Got 99 Problems But Mitt Ain't One.

You Can Put A New Shirt On Your Back, Slide A Fresh Chain Around Your Neck, And Accumulate All The Money And Power In The World, But At The End Of The Day Those Are Just Layers. Money And Power Don't Change You, They Just Further Expose Your True Self.