My Conscience Fat Joe (Ft. KRS-One)

[Fat Joe]
Coca! Krills!
{A-A-A-Al-Al-Al-Al-Alchemist}
Uh hun, uh hun, shit
My mind playin tricks, my mind playin tricks...

Uh! 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, copped my first triple bean
Tryna get wit Fat Cat
And Pappy to do my thing
I'm just a kid, with envisions
And visions of gettin C.R.E.A.M
Ronald Reagan told me
"Yo, Joey just do ya thing"
Now I'm lookin back, man
I ain't have no conscience
Slappin niggas silly
Till them niggas fell unconscious
Speakin of my conscience
Now it be fuckin with me
So-called activist
Try to dis me publicly
And they don't even know where my heart at, heart at
And I don't even know where to start at, start at