Answer:
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
The more you take away the bigger I get. What am I?
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
If you're looking for something sweet I know what to do. But if you don't like heat I'm not for you.
Take off my skin I won't cry but you will.
I will disappear every time you say my name.