My Conscience

[Fat Joe]
Coca
Crillz
Uhuh Uhuh
Shit, my mind playin tricks..
my mind playin tricks..
I don't give a fuck... no
I don't give a fuck... no
Sex-money-murder we call this the hit em' up flow
Barely 15 got my first triple beam
Tryna get with fatcat and papy 2 do my thing
I'm jus a kid with ambitions and visions of gettin cream
Ronald reagen told me "Yo joey jus do ya thing"
Now I'm lookin back man I ain't have no conscience
Slap a nigga silly til them niggaz fell unconsciece
Speakin of my conscience
Now it would be fuckin with me
So called activist tryna diss me publicly
And they don't even kno where my heart at heart at
And I don't even know where 2 start at start at
[Krs-One]
But this ya conscience speakin
No time for cryin and weepin
You tryna climb you reachin
Up to ya prime u eatin
You ripped a ryhme last weekend
You cleared a mill no cheatin
Who gives a fuck wat dey speak
Jus keep movin leadin
You from da place of dem heedins
Cops need 2 see dem 4 no reason
Young hustler in da streets bleedin
Moms greivin
Joe you came up from all dat
Fuck dat you taught how 2 survive crack
[Chorus - Fat Joe]
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me
Am I dreamin or they tryna put da fix on me
Reminisin wen I used to have dem bricks on me
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me
Would da critics come at you if u was arnold schwarzenager
Killin cops in movies promotin graphic anger
You should run for governor republicans be lovin yea
Yea wave da confederate flag like sum southners
Nah I rather be on da block like a hustler
Guns with da mufflaz
D's put da cuffs on us
Hes an mc and dese streets put they trust in us
Yea joey crack but dey also put dey lust in us
Dey fuss with us ain't nobzody helpin us
One minute dey cheerin us next minute dey cussin us
Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em
Dats dat nigga bitch hoe shit I don't even trust em
My conscience says no I want to hit him with a nine
Dese are sum thoughts re-occurin on my mind now
[Chorus]
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me
Am I dreamin or they tryna put da fix on me
Reminisin wen I used to have dem bricks on me
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me
[Fat Joe]
Is dis my conscience speakin sounds like my mentor
[Krs-one]
Yep u guessed it how else could I enter
It's been a couple of years since we rocked the joint venture
You ain't been callin me lately you don't rememba
[Fat Joe]
Shit who u think I got my whole style from
Dem live shows b4 da 20 thousand
Seat arenas before coca-ina
You and scott larock back to back in dem beamers
I was just a youngin on da corner I'm a slinga
You was on ya album cover finger on da nina
Flip da 360 man you da teacher
Self destruction damn you da leader
[Krs-One]
Joe let's take it back 2 don carter gena
You and big pun had da whole bronx demeanor
560 gear dat boricua pride
Did burners with da tats crew on da 2s and 5s
You was with realitivity
I was jive
All dat bull shit u been through
How u survive
[Fat Joe]
Krs dats y I am da greatest of all time
[Krs-One]
Joe I'm da best u must be out ya fuckin mind
[Chorus]
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me
Am I dreamin or they tryna put da fix on me
Reminisin wen I used to have dem bricks on me
My mi, my mi, my mind
Is playin trics on me