Kunci: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
C
Gm
C
Gm
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 fifteen got my first triple beam
C
Tryna get with Fat Cat and
I'm jus a kid with ambitions and
visions of gettin' cream
Ronald Reagan told me "yo
Joey jus do ya thing"
Now I'm lookin back man
I ain't have no conscience
C
Slap a nigga silly 'til them nig
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
C
Gm
C
at and I don't even know where to start at start at
Verse 2
this ya conscience speakin' no
time for cryin' and weepin'
You tryna climb you reachin'
up to ya prime you eatin'
You ripped a rhyme last weekend you
cleared a mill no cheatin'
C
Who gives a fuck wat dey speak
Gm
jus keep movin' leadin'
You from da place of dem
heedins cops need to see dem
For no reason young hustler
in da streets bleedin'
Moms greivin' Joe you
came up from all dat
C
Fuck dat you taught how to survive crack
Gm
Verse 3
[Chorus:]
My mind [x3]
Is playin' tricks on me
Am I dreamin' or they tryna
put da fix on me
Reminiscin' wen I used to
My mind [x3]
Is playin' tricks on me
Verse 4
come at you if you was
Arnold Schwarzenager
Killin' cops in movies
promotin' graphic anger
You should run for governor
Republicans be lovin' yea
Verse 5
Gm
C
Cm
Yea wave da confederate
Gm
flag like sum southners
Nah I rather b 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
Verse 6
Gm
C
Yea Joey crack but dey also
Dey fuss with us ain't nobzody
helpin' 'em one minute
Verse 7
Dey cheerin us next minute dey cussin us
C
Dats dat nigga bitch hoe shit I don't
Gm
even trust my conscience
Says no I want to hit him with a nine
Dese are sum thoughts re- occurin on
Interlude 1
my mind now
Gm
C
Gm
Verse 8
Gm
[Chorus:]
Is dis my conscience speakin'
Verse 9
sounds like my mentor
Gm
C
Gm
Yep you guessed it how else could I enter it's been a couple of years since we rocked
Verse 10
the joint venture you ain't been callin' me lately you don't rememba
Gm
Shit who you think I got my whole
C
style from dem live shows
Gm
Before da twenty thousand seat arenas,
before cocaine
You Scott Laroc back to
back in dem Beamers
I was just a youngin' on da corner
C
I'm a slinga you was on ya album
Gm
cover finger on da nina flip
Da 360 man you da teacher
Self destruction damn you da leader
Verse 11
Gm
Joe let's take it back to Don
C
Carter gena you and Big Pun
Gm
Had da whole Bronx demeanor 560 gear
Dat boricua pride did burners with
da tats crew on da 2'5 and 5'5
C
Ya was with relativity I was jive all dat bull shit you
Gm
been through how you survive
Verse 12
Gm
KRS dats why I am da greatest of all time
Verse 13
Gm
Joe I'm da best u must be out
ya fuckin' mind
Outro 1
[Chorus:]
Gm
C
Gm
C
Gm
C
Gm
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