Born Without a Konscience

West up mothafuckas, Mr. Shadow's back up in this bitch

For that triple 6 1 triple 9 the beyond entertainment way

Now this album is dedicated to the mentally sick

But this track defines my state of mind

I was born without a konscience I love violence

I bring the silence when my strap does the firin'

I hear sirens and see the lights flashin'

A major tragedy the neighborhood attraction

I was born without no heart that a look at all my charts

They read 51 50 status of the guilty

Filthy like my record I'm the sniper

Light the torch so I can blow these bitches up as I ignite the

Flame, Jane Mary got me visualizin scary scenes

Me and my lady blowing up your hood with gasoline

Scream for your mother, cry for your father

Watch manslaughter while I burn your older brother

One after another cause I don't give a mad fuck

Mutilate his mutts and make him eat his doggy nuts

Guts being spilled as I unfold and reveal

Then those who try to test and up stiff under a hill

Now feel needle pokes penetrating in your artery

Your eyes are getting watery, I like to torture wannabe's

All of these fake mothafuckas here in front of me

Ought be lynched and crusified in front of their families

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As I'm mashing, head bashing all these petty minded fools

I got 3 tools now which one should I use

I have a switch blade for the bitch made

A grenade for the crusade and a 38 snub when I envade

I'm making critical not even fuckin miracles

Could stop the lyrical from getting physical

I'm known to be a criminal

You better run for your life or be the next one

To feel the burnin Teflon your fools bet have your vests on

Your get your rest on with the rest of all these skeletons

Never open doors if you don't know what room you're enterin

Renderin your limbs fuck confessin' all your sins

If you did it don't admit it fuck the systems it's biz

Is it anger towards the streets that make me put one in the chamber

Judges say that I'm insane so now you know your life's in danger

Every night I'm on the prowl, huntin for that Owl

When I spot him I'ma slap my fuckin name out of his mouth

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As I read the bible backwards casting shadows on these bastards

Wait, who be the master of disaster when I blast em

It is I, from that westside 619

Where mothafuckas take acid and splash it in your eye

Don't cry, tie the rope around your neck and shut the fuck up

A lot of people say you shit your pants when Shadow walked up

You heard it through the grapevine, my state of mind

Was at it's peak I shot the camel fuck the clutch and Iron Sheik

As I speak you're gettin weaker, like a tweaker on a come down

Why you claim my hood? You get no respect in Woptown

Now bow down it's a show down

As a coward you're gettin beat down

On the mic or on the streets I'm stopin your mouth with metal cleets

Bloody sheets cover your corpse as the mortician goes to work now

Some how that Owl has to feel some fuckin pain now

Show em how it's done as I inhale propane

Watch me and my women screw the mentally insane

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[Mr Shadow] (Speakin)

51 50 skitsophrantic dangerous maniac

Is what the doctors and judges labeled me

Now sit back get high

And peep out the way of the krazy

And that's krazy with a K partner

First get that shit straight

And then look in the mirror

And ask yourself if you were born without a konscience

And if you were then bring the drama to your enemies

Turn them all into memories

Smoke marijuana and laugh as you witness

Them gasping for their last breath

Then death arrives and the coroner services are needed

Ha Ha Ha Ha I was born without a konscience

Can you mothafuckas blame me [blame me]