My Conscience - Fat Joe (肥仔乔)
Coca Krills
Uh hun uh hun sh*t
My mind playin tricks
My mind playin tricks
Uh I don't give a f**k no
I don't give a f**k no
Sex money murder
We call this the hit 'em up flow
Barely fifteen
Copped my first triple bean
Tryna get wit Fat Cat
And Pappy to do my thing
I'm just a kid with envisions
And visions of gettin C R E A M
Ronald Reagan told me
"Yo Joey just do ya thing"
Now I'm lookin back man
I ain't have no conscience
Slappin niggaz silly
Till them niggaz fell unconscious
Speakin of my conscience
Now it be f**kin with me
So called activist
Try to dis me publicly
And they don't even know
Where my heart at heart at
And I don't even know
Where to start at start at
But this your conscience speakin
No time for cryin and weepin
You tryin to climb you reachin
Up to ya prime you eatin'
You ripped a rhyme last weekend
You cleared a mill no cheatin'
Who give some f**k what they speakin'
Just keep movin leadin
You from the place of them heathens
Cop needs to see them
For no reason
Young hustlers in the street bleedin
Moms grievin
Joe you came up from all that
F**k that
You taught us how to survive CRACK
My mind my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
In my dreamin
All they try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had
Them bricks on me
My mind my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
Would the critics come at you
If you was Arnold Schwarzenegger
Killing cops in movies (BO BO BO )
Promotin graphic anger
You should run for governor
Republicans be lovin ya
Yeah wave the Confederate flag