Clear Conscience

Uh, yeah, it's Good Company, uh It's Good, it's Good Company, uh, yeah You know over the past few years, you know what I'm saying Mental and I have been going through a lot of things Me specifically, so check it, air this out These niggas telling me to tone it down You way too arrogant to not have a throne or crown You absolutely right with what I'm showing now Is excellence in flesh, that mess, fresh with the potent sounds I only recognize your girl when she going down Whose fault is that All these rats follow Jaxx, try to swallow that Let me recall you back I went from local MC to locally accepted Naturally known to globally respected Came back home only to be neglected Totally deflected all the bogus misconceptions Too many parasites noticed my direction Symbiotic bullshit supposed to be my deathbed I went through the struggle, I know it, there's no doubt Sleeping on Chim's couch, with one of the illest albums out So my attitude reflected everything that I'm about, motherfucker What's this sound like to you This a cry for attention F*ck no, this is my life This is something you bums couldn't even dream of relating to You know how it feels to break your back to bleed pints Sweat buckets and be looked over in your own hometown You know what it's like to be recognised abroad Come home and still be called local Do you I turn a deaf ear to the popular sound The way I talk in my town Turn me to the talk of the town The Pittsburgh transplanted Canadian artist Put a rear naked chokehold on the Yankee market My down load numbers made me a success story And I ain't even taking calls no more Rory Man I done gained fans from Tijuana to Seaton Hall From 24 to 25, I done seen it all Niggas tryna infiltrate our cypher See us fall, got shit twisted Pranking calls and peeping toms We the best thing you ever lost Kick rocks, nigga, shit's out on DVD Get Lost, nigga, Pittsburgh steel I'll hit you with lead pipes Got you scratching your head like you're suffering from head lice Why he act like he do Why he say what he does Cause you motherfuckers tryna censor everything I love I can't stand your rap, niggas Every one of you wanna talk about how hard body you be in the streets And every one of you niggas make me sick You're cowards If I even farted your way, you'd press charges You faggot ass niggas tryna take credit for Good Company If it wasn't for Alex, I'd have shot one of you fucking monkeys by now That's real rap Son, I used to spit that murder, murder Ol' Time Killin Guns sowing in high school to chrome nine millin But now I left the streets for that goal line scrimmage Critics say my album bringing back the old time feeling This, that backpack Jaxx With a gat in the waist Humble pie flashbacks Is that what you taste I ain't these mad old heads in a space-time continuum Boom-bap, yes, I still make rhymes and sing in them Y'all was so quick to tell me what I won't be Now, I'm so high above y'all to notice me your nose will bleed So we'll see where the cards lie Hip-hop apartheid Chastised for the truest speech Gap tooth rappers accusing me of stealing beats Spill the beans You jealous cause you not And I'm filling seats Enlightened versus the Philistines Shit-talking I can smell it through the Listerine Gargle this dick with nitroglycerine Every time I put lyrics down I offer you a piece of who I am You ain't gotta like it Because I don't do this shit for your approval I do this shit because I command respect I do this shit because you niggas need me You need someone to pull cards You need to hear my voice to give you mindless fucks An opinion to regurgitate Gwan, paint me as the bad guy See if I give a f*ck I ain't here trying to make friends with you pussy hoes I give you reality and you call it arrogance I give you honesty and you call it fiction I give you my motherfucking life and you stray away from it I don't do this shit for cosigns I do this because in my heart of hearts I know I'm better than anyone who ever stepped on this turf And I'm showing you why every motherfucking time Toronto stand up White, it's Good Company Uh, Good, Good, it's Good Company Uh, yeah