Luyện nghe bài hát My Conscience

[Fat
Coca! Krills!

uh hun, uh hun, shit,
My mind playin tricks, my mind tricks...

Uh! I don't give a fuck, no! I don't a fuck, no!
Sex, money, murder, we this the hit 'em up flow
Barely fifteen, copped my first bean
get wit Fat Cat
and Pappy to do my
I'm just a kid, with
and of gettin C.R.E.A.M.
Reagan told me
"Yo, just do ya thing"
Now I'm back, man
I ain't no conscience
Slappin niggaz
till them niggaz unconscious
of my conscience
Now it be with me
activist
try to dis me
And they don't even know where my heart at, at
And I don't even where to start at, start at

But this your speakin
No for cryin and weepin
You to climb, you reachin
up to ya prime, you
You a rhyme last weekend
You cleared a mill, no
Who give fuck what they speakin'?
keep movin, leadin!
You the place of them heathens
Cop needs to see
for no reason,
hustlers in the street bleedin
Moms
Joe, you came up from all
that, you taught us how to survive, CRACK!

[Hook: Fat
My mind, my mind, my mind is tricks on me
In my dreamin, all try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I to had them bricks on me
My mind, my mind, my mind is tricks on me

Would the come at you if you was Arnold Schwarzenegger?
Killing cops in movies (BO! BO! BO!), promotin anger
You should run for governor, Republicans be ya!

Joe]
Yeah, wave the Confederate flag like Southerners?!
Nah! I rather be on the block like a
Guns the mufflers
D's put the on us
He's an MC and streets put they trust in us

Yeah Crack, but they also put they lust in us
They fuss wit us, nobody helpin us!
One minute cheerin us
minute they cussin us!

[Joe (KRS)]
'em! Fuck 'em!
Fuck 'em! 'em! Fuck 'em!
That's that nigga shit (OHH!)
I don't even 'em (OHH!)
My says no
I hit 'em wit a '9 (Haaaaaah!)
These are some thoughts, on my mind, now

Fat Joe]
My mind, my mind, my is playin tricks on me
In my dreamin, all try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had bricks on me
My mind, my mind, my mind is tricks on me

[Fat
Yeah..
Is this my conscience
Sounds my mentor

Yup, you it!
How else could I
It's a couple of years, as we rock the joint venture
You ain't been callin me lately, you remember?!

Joe (KRS-One)]
Shiiiiit!
Who you think I got my whole from?
Them shows, before the $20,000
See the 'Rinas, cocaina
You and La Rock, back to back in them Beemers (Yeeeah)
I was just a on the corner, I'm a slinger
You was on ya cover, finger on tha nina (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!)
to 360, now you The Teacha (Yup...)
"Self-Destruction" (C'mon)
Damn, you the leader!

Joe, take it back to "Don Cartegena"
You and Big Pun had the whole demeanor!
560 gear, Boriqua pride
Did burners the tats crew on the 2's and 5's
You was with Relativity, I was Jive
All the BULLSHIT you through
How you survive?!

[Fat
Kris, that's why I'm the greatest Of all

[KRS-One -
Joe, (I'm) the best!! You must be out ya mind!

[Hook: Fat
My mind, my mind, my mind is tricks on me
In my dreamin, all try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had them on me
My mind, my mind, my mind is playin on me

KRS, Fat Joe, you know it is
es fresco

[Fat
My mind tricks, my mind playin tricks...
BX, TS - UH!