A Quote by Daniel Dumile

Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick. — © Daniel Dumile
Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick.
Rappers can't sleep, need sleepin', B.I.G. keep creepin', Bullets heat-seekin', Casualties need treatin', Dumb rappers need teachin'.
If I'm not on the red carpet or at a photo shoot, I never wear anything besides ChapStick. But I'll have a heart attack if I don't have my chapstick.
I've been a big Chapstick fan since I was a kid. I love lathering it on. I probably use a bit more Chapstick than necessary.
You know with a bully you cannot let them slap you around, because they slap you around today, they slap you five or six times tomorrow. We are not going to be bullied.
We don't need no more rappers, we don't need no more basketball players, no more football players. We need more thinkers. We need more scientists. We need more managers. We need more mathematicians. We need more teachers. We need more people who care; you know what I'm saying? We need more women, mothers, fathers, we need more of that, we don't need any more entertainers
When I am on my board, I always have my ID, ChapStick and maybe a $20 bill, because you never know when you'll need to buy a water or something.
Personally, I think young musicians need to learn to play more than one style. Jazz can only enhance the classical side, and classical can only enhance the jazz. I started out playing classical, because you have to have that as a foundation.
These my two hands / quick to slap my face / before others could slap it.
Man has slapped nature in the face. If you slap it, it will slap you back.
Kissing's a very organic and mechanical process. It's like a slap. You slap your co-star once and it's done.
I used to think that there was a certain way I had to stick to when it came to R&B, but now I'm saying whatever, the same way these rappers do. I'm bringing that into R&B music.
Where in normal neighborhoods, they would play stick ball and hockey and baseball, we used to slap box and bring boxing gloves down the street and box each other.
The west need someone to tell the man who walks around with the biggest stick in the world, that that stick can`t bring down God`s house.
You have no idea about presents or what they mean. The last present you gave me was a stick.” “You wanted a weapon.” “It was a stick.” “It had a bow on it.” “It was a stick.” “I thought you liked the stick. You laughed.
None of my dudes I chill with are rappers. I don't put us as rappers. We're all artists.
All the rappers in rave music are like the sloppy seconds of rappers who couldn't make it.
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