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

But this your conscience
No time for cryin and
You to climb, you reachin
up to ya prime, you
You ripped a rhyme last
You a mill, no cheatin'
Who give some what they speakin'?
keep movin, leadin!
You from the of them heathens
Cop to see them
for no reason,
Young hustlers in the street
grievin
Joe, you came up all that
that, you taught us how to survive, CRACK!

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

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

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

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

Crack (KRS)]
Fuck 'em! 'em!
Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em! 'em!
that nigga bitch-hoe shit (OHH!)
I don't trust 'em (OHH!)
My says no
I hit 'em wit a '9 (Haaaaaah!)
These are 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 I used to had them bricks on me
My mind, my mind, my mind is playin on me

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

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

Joe (KRS-One)]
Shiiiiit!
Who you think I got my whole from?
Them shows, before the $20,000
See the 'Rinas, before
You and Scott La Rock, back to back in them (Yeeeah)
I was a young'n on the corner, I'm a slinger
You was on ya album cover, finger on tha (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 Bronx demeanor!
560 gear, that Boriqua
Did burners with the crew on the 2's and 5's
You was Relativity, I was with Jive
All the you been through
How you survive?!

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

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

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

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

Joe]
My mind playin tricks, my playin tricks...
BX, TS - UH!