Coca  Krills

Uh hun  uh hun  shit
My mind playin tricks
My mind playin tricks
Uh  I don't give a f**k  no
I don't give a f**k  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 niggaz silly
Till them niggaz fell unconscious
Speakin of my conscience
Now it be f**kin 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
But this your conscience speakin
No time for cryin and weepin
You tryin to climb  you reachin
Up to ya prime  you eatin'
You ripped a rhyme last weekend
You cleared a mill  no cheatin'
Who give some f**k what they speakin'
Just keep movin  leadin
You from the place of them heathens
Cop needs to see them
For no reason
Young hustlers in the street bleedin

Moms grievin
Joe  you came up from all that
F**k that
You taught us how to survive  CRACK

My mind  my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
In my dreamin
All they try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had
Them bricks on me
My mind  my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
Would the critics come at you
If you was Arnold Schwarzenegger
Killing cops in movies (BO  BO  BO )
Promotin graphic anger

You should run for governor
Republicans be lovin ya
Yeah  wave the Confederate flag
Like some Southerners
Nah  I rather be on the block like a hustler
Guns with the mufflers
D's put the cuffs on us
He's an MC and these streets
Put they trust in us
Yeah Joey Crack
But they also put they lust in us
They fuss wit us
Ain't nobody helpin us
One minute they cheerin us
Next minute they cussin us
F**k 'em  F**k 'em
F**k 'em  F**k 'em  F**k 'em
That's that nigga bitchhoe shit (OHH )
I don't even trust 'em (OHH )
My conscience says no
I wanna hit 'em wit a '9 (Haaaaaah )
These are some thoughts
Reoccuring on my mind  now
My mind  my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
In my dreamin
All they try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had
Them bricks on me
My mind  my mind
My mind is playin tricks on me
Is this my conscience speakin
Sounds like my mentor
Yup  you guessed it
How else could I enter
It's been a couple of years
As we rock the joint venture
You ain't been callin me lately
You don't remember
Shiiiiit
Who you think I got my whole style from
Them live shows  before the $20 000

See the 'Rinas  before cocaina
You and Scott La Rock
Back to back in them Beemers (Yeeeah)
I was just a young'n on the corner
I'm a slinger
You was on ya album cover
Finger on tha nina

Flip to 360  now you The Teacha (Yup   )
"Self Destruction" (C'mon)
Damn  you the leader
Joe  let's take it back to "Don Cartegena"
You and Big Pun had the whole Bronx demeanor

560 gear  that Boriqua pride
Did burners with the tats crew on the 2's and 5's
You was with Relativity
I was with Jive
All the BULLSHIT you been through
How you survive
Kris  that's why
I'm the greatest Of all time
Joe  (I'm) the best
You must be out ya f**kin mind
My mind  my mind  my mind is playin tricks on me
In my dreamin  all they try to put the fix on me
Reminiscin when I used to had them bricks on me
My mind  my mind  my mind is playin tricks on me

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

My mind playin tricks  my mind playin tricks

BX  TS nigga - UH