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Conscious
- My conscience is weighing over me Uncontrollably
- 6 feet deep I hid them so they wouldn't mess with me
- Looked for guidance to complete what I am supposed to be
- But when I looked for guidance I only saw diplomacy
- When using conscience I make sure I am honest
- I make sure I am conscious I make sure I am cautions
- Even though it seems harmless a dead carcass
- I'm an artist who can make droplets in your garments
- Its cause you get scared whenever I go on the mic
- Its like the end of your night whenever I step in the fight
- We regular people spitting irregular verses
- We look like regular preachers but give irregular sermons
- We look the same as you but on the inside were different
- Same ears as you but were not driven to listen
- If you gave me a position and paid me in admission
- Id give myself permission we ain't in the same division
- You see I'm way up above you I call that shit upper class
- While I'm chilling at the top you are staring at my ass
- But when I look down I see everyone just getting higher
- Being in the lead is dire so I set the ladder on fire
- To secure my position my one ticket admission
- I Set the game on fire so all you people could listen
- I'm be a kid forever wheres my pediatricians
- This is tradition who needs provisions when you got rhythm
- This fast flow they call me an asshole
- I wanna surf on the money that's a cash flow
- Say i work in a bakery make dough
- Just kidding calm down I know I am broke yo
- Screaming too loud so now they call me Lil Jon
- Dreaming 2 clouds I got lost in my own songs
- CREAM is how it is now and if you ain't with it
- We cant be in the town cause my success is inbound
- See the only thing you do is swing no hits
- Repeat the same things you sing all the same shit
- And then you wonder why you still aren't rich
- Just quit don't spit because I will sink your ship
- You ask me did i go for obama or go for mitt
- I dont really give a fuck about these politics
- Cause its all shit but we still live with it
- Under control by the governments tricks
- My conscience is not responding like a window
- Its like a song that started good but later lost its tempo
- Someone call me Dicaprio I think I'm stuck limbo
- Conscience lost like a white boy in the ghetto
- Your shoes are clearly tied but all your doing is tripping
- Skipping while sitting you're not dancing your twitching
- I listen you bitching grips strong but you slipping
- I put you in submission no saliva still spitting
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