Luyện nghe bài hát My Conscience

[Fat
Coca! Krills!

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

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

But your conscience speakin
No time for and weepin
You tryin to climb, you
up to ya prime, you
You ripped a rhyme weekend
You a mill, no cheatin'
Who give fuck what they speakin'?
Just movin, leadin!
You from the of them heathens
Cop needs to see
for no reason,
Young hustlers in the bleedin
grievin
Joe, you came up from all
Fuck that, you us how to survive, CRACK!

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 playin on me

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

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

Yeah Joey Crack, but they also put they in us
They fuss wit us, ain't nobody us!
One they cheerin us
Next minute cussin us!

[Joe (KRS)]
Fuck 'em! 'em!
Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em! 'em!
that nigga bitch-hoe shit (OHH!)
I even trust 'em (OHH!)
My says no
I hit 'em wit a '9 (Haaaaaah!)
are some thoughts, re-occuring on my mind, now

[Hook: Fat
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 them on me
My mind, my mind, my is playin tricks on me

[Fat
Yeah..
Is my conscience speakin?
Sounds like my

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

Joe (KRS-One)]
Shiiiiit!
Who you I got my whole style from?
Them live shows, the $20,000
See the 'Rinas, before
You and Scott La Rock, back to back in them (Yeeeah)
I was just a young'n on the corner, I'm a
You was on ya album cover, 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, let's 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 with
All the BULLSHIT you through
How you survive?!

Joe]
Kris, that's why I'm the Of all time

- chuckling]
Joe, (I'm) the best!! You be out ya fuckin mind!

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 is playin tricks on me

KRS, Fat Joe, you what it is
K-R-S-UNO es

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