Growing up in bad neighborhoods, you see and experience a lot.

Anything that Havoc or I do is always going to point back to Mobb Deep.

Our first name was the Poetical Prophets before we changed it to Mobb Deep, and when I look back on it now, that was, like, a ill name for us because that is what we really were.

A sickle-cell attack would creep up slowly in my ankles, legs, arms, back, stomach, and chest. Sometimes my lips and tongue turned numb, and I knew I was going into a crisis.

I have no choice but give my best, even if it is a small role. There are a lot of expectations from the family and industry.

I have spent my life reassembling the family farm.

I'm very nurturing. I come from a large family, and my parents were loving. But the most important thing for me as a mum is to keep my word. When I say no, I mean no.

When we're in London my family goes to mass on Christmas Eve. The next day Dad cooks the turkey on the barbecue, standing outside in the freezing cold.