Malice on what the devil looked like in a dream he had: “After the teeth gnashing, I go back to my fool proof remedy – sleep. But things are a little different this time; this time the devil appears in my dreams. Now this isn’t the red fur, long tail, two horns and a pitchfork devil. His image was more like a green grid very similar to Mike tyson’s Punch-Out. How did I know it was the devil? Well, his presence was horrific and utterly terrifying!”
Malice on how Clipse got its name: “As a matter of fact, I was in a video rental store where I saw the movies Full Eclipe, Malice, and the Good Son. So, there you have it….Clipse, Re-up Gang…all of it started because of a Blockbuster night.”
Malice’s advice on Christmas: “Growing up, if there was a train set to be had, it was up and running. Any automated toy or remote control car was activated by the time we came downstairs Christmas morning. This ‘extra step’ in preparation made Christmas magical. We never had to hear, ‘We’ll get batteries later.’ They made it as special as possible – that’s why these childhood memories will never be forgotten.”
Malice on the poem he wrote and recited at his grandmother’s funeral: “There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.”
Malice on the Thanksgiving his family had the year his parents divorced, and why the cucumber salad served was an omen: “Thinking back, I clearly recall Thanksgiving 2003. As usual, all of my family gathered together, but there was a lackluster vibe in the air. Everything seemed pretty normal. Dad led prayer, and there was an abundance of food. My favorite dish was cucumber sale. Everybody knows cucumber salad made Thanksgiving dinner to me; but this year it was bland. I honestly don’t know who made it, but it was evident someone dropped the ball! I always viewed this has a tell-tale sign that it was the beginning of the end. Even that Christmas, 5187 Westerly Dr. had no Christmas lights put up. This was a first in 30 years of me living. The beginning of the end INDEED!”
Malice on the possibility of a record deal with Interscope: “I wasn’t willing to put my career on the line to launch a false protest against a bunch of powerful millionaire Jews.”
Malice on work: “Now I’m supposed to work harder and increase my work ethic to be like the other more successful artists, but the problem with that is I DON’T EVER WANT TO WORK HARD! Not that one shouldn’t be a hard worker, but I’ve found my happiness early: God, and my wife and kids. Other than that, all I needed was to rent movie on the weekend, order Chinese food from time to time, a cold glass of red Kool-Aid, and I’m done! So for me, that’s truly as good as it got. I had no motive or drive to write, write, write (raps). My blueprint would be to get it right the first time, then reap the benefits. I wanted to be great like U2, so before we dropped an album, our fans would anticipate it.”
Malice on personal responsibility for the problems in his life: “My pride wouldn’t allow me to blame another. Not to mention, if I was foolish enough to think my downfall was someone else’s fault, then that means I’d have to kill somebody.”
Malice on not caring about other famous rappers liking him: “I could tell by the look they had on their face I was supposed to know who they were. Well sorry, I hadn’t a clue nor did I care. One time I clearly recall recording at Record Plant studios in LA when some young boy comes up to me on a Razor scooter. He shook my hand and went on to explain how Clipse was his favorite group. I had no idea who he was, however, I was familiar with the Roc-a-fella charm he had around his neck. I told him ‘cool,’ and then went back to business. Not until some months later when I seen him on TV did I realize the overly excited kid on the scooter was none other than Kanye West, who has since become one of my favorites as well.”
Malice on being mad at Pharrell and not wearing his clothing brand: “I ain’t care how free all those boxes of BBC were, it wasn’t free enough. Even though it was unspoken, for me it caused a strain on the group. I felt by myself in this, especially since Terrence lived with Pharrell, and my house was in default.”
Malice on McDonald’s: “In the Czech Republic I love how you can still find the perfect Big Mac like you did when you were young…due to the fact Micky D’s ain’t even 10 years old.”
Malice on not being able to tour with his family: “I bought my daughter a snow globe of almost every place I’ve been, but nothing could compare to literally seeing Earth’s beauty.”
Malice on when he thought burglars were in his yard: “As naked as Beowulf, I grabbed my weapon of choice. Tonya grabs the Winchester, and as previously rehearsed, got into position.”
Malice on some AIDS symptoms: “The following Sunday after leaving church, I had dinner and took a hot alcohol bath in my Jacuzzi. Afterwards, since it had gotten overwhelmingly hot from the tub, I lay on the floor enjoying the coolness of my ceiling fan until I fall asleep. I wake up to flu-like symptoms: sore and swollen throat, headache, fever and body chills that last all of three days. I attributed that illness to the hot alcohol bath and sleeping under the fan in order to again calm down my overactive mind.”
Malice on a girl he slept with on tour, and the omen her tramp stamp presented: “Drunk, and in the middle of getting to “know” Carrissa, i turn her over and right above her “bum,” on the small of her back she had a tattoo in remembrance of her sister Leila, who had passed on from cancer. On the left of the tattoo was the date of Leila’s birth, and to the right of the tattoo was the date of her death, Aug. 18th, my birthday. Instantly, I was sober. It just wasn’t what i saw but it was how I saw it, with the moonlight piercing through the blinds perfectly framing “8/18.” It presented itself just like a dame in a Bogart black and white with the lighting solely fixated on her eyes and with the rest of her face in silhouette, adding mystique.”
Malice on “Googling”: “Later that night, while I was in the bathroom, I was on my Blackberry “Googling,” which I often do.”
Chad Hugo’s blurb for Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind, and Naked: “Compelling and Astounding An inspiration to anyone who reads.”‘
Big Boi’s blurb for Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind, and Naked: “I had to go to church on Sunday with Great Grandma and Granddad who taught me to allays Follow Jesus; when the grass didn’t have a path I always looked to God for direction and Guidance”