ThoVo - What's A Conscience? lyrics

[Verse 1] What's a conscience? I remember when I wanted the bomb Benz Me and mom never looked through the same lens I ain't a college n***a I don't really follow trends Then she say how you spect to get the gems Mother I'll be making them She don't even like that I take bud to the brain stem I can't wait blossom out of the thumb Spitting colorful words thought they was phlegm sh** I wasn't made for them I was made by some alien technology I told my mom I don't f** with theology I just read stories of pure comedy Had to take a sec like an apostrophe I always lived in a cave of modesty Me getting this far is an anomaly Autocracy and bureaucracy together is hypocrisy Living life on an unknown velocity Smoke and pop pills responsibly Life for my n***as a monopoly I made it here damn near impossibly I know my minority has a lot of viscosity We gotta get out of this monstrosity Just follow me Experimental simile I'm like a God and that's put simply I wasn't given anything in my heredity Just this brown skin that ain't protected [2x] That ain't protected [Verse 2] What's a conscience Do a tab you lose cents in your piggy bank but I'd like to thank No one except my brother and my mothers to be frank sh** you don't need to look like you slaved for it Don't need to look like you're a slave for it A colored star that k**ed Dave for it n***as wondering why I flex Gotta show them who next Take in the fumes of the Pyrex f**ing rats like some hyrax Need a extermination Need a rat castration Get them out the nation n***a tried to keep the blunt out the rotation The f** you thought this was a donation Now you and I can no longer have relation Ain't the type to throw accusations But you still a combination of a b**h I have this rap game in domination But I still made my own allocation You're a fabrication of an emulation There isn't an administration to prove authentication n***a [Hook] [Bridge] Lose my conscience when I'm gone Gone Gone Gone sh** what am I on? What am I on? Grown candy for pain Something stronger for the rain For the rain Need something to heal this pain I'm likened to Satan and that's word to Mr. Hyde I'm also like a god no face we just need to hide bodies I never like my music being called fire because I was born in a burning house Mother barely had enough with one mouth to feed Even the doctors said I couldn't feed on her breast I'm finally getting recognized from having my name asked constantly With all the sh** I been through I think I'm a juggernaut Now I got the mean threads with a whole bunch of polka dots Will I live to see the great forty seven probably not But I'll represent forty seven until my blood clots Till my blood clots