Can't Maintain Lyrics - Singles - Conscious Toney

Intro 

"Bus driver this here gyal refused to give me her seat! 

UHHHH HUHH, Check me out UH yeah, UHHHH HUHHHH 

UHHH HUHH UHHHH HUHHH UHHH HUHHH UHHHH YEAH 

UHHHHHHH HUHHHHHH 

[Verse 1] 

Style versatile, logically yall cannot body me 

My ideologies, superior you just despondency 

Imperial impossible, burial tricks 

Serial kill, venereal ill, come raw on autobiography 

Feens personalities, pressure me, aggressively 

Don't smoke trees, don't follow me 

I watch my back real consciously, responsibly 

Home, condone rap zone alone 

In my dome, like dykes niggas can't fuck wit me 

Hanging in the streets, seriously i improve 

To prove me the dopest MC i gotta be 

Homies infamous, im known to be a rapping prodigy 

Poems philosophies, don't Plato with my notes like Socrates 

Society is mocking me, yall nervous flowing mentally ill like Lobotomy 

Life a burden and its real mom and poverty 

Not so rare, situation uncle facing years serve robbery's 

Apologies or tears, retinue reverends take fam revenue 

Rent is due, know reverent review, nor residue 

Residents fear revenge wicked 

Regret killing the kids hope like abortion clients 

NO WITNESS 

[HOOK] 

Homies drug dealing, Mc killing 

These conditions, can i find myself living ? 

The system is FUCKED! religion CORRUPTED! 

Imma be distant and different FUCK YOU !! 

Whole society is coked up, and these fucking hoes nutts 

Payback get closer, God must approach us 

Bouta lay it down, where my fucking crown 

Bound to bow down fucking clowns 

[Verse 2] 

Intellectual style, comprehensible child 

Impregnable, professional impeccable now 

Fragile rap to generation incredible wow 

Temptations not patience be skeptical how ? 

Improvise implied in 16, for a street dream 

Now i revise, clips and chicks in a nice beam 

Envy of my enemies, entity of finnerthings 

They hustling should i hustle in ? 

Since pop left, low pockets we struggling 

Sucka bitch, suck a dick suicide scuffling 

Cousin cripping crippling the city, getting bucks and shit 

For the fuck of it, mother stress, mans mugging for money muscling 

Customers, cussing crying help for Christ, punishing 

Pricks packing piece persistence gun busting bizz 

Astounded, violent surrounded, around the same exact crowd 

They pack heat in the street look for Kings with crowns 

Not going your way beef bubbles right now 

Profound delinquent style as a child 

Is consistent, can't resist it 

This indignant ignorant won't come out 

No doubt can't see me, yall nuttin have my seaman 

Seeds go hard like the cement and flow all season like the sea damn 

[HOOK] 

[Verse 3] 

Contemplate how yall astigmatism of the wicked system 

Concentrate on my words of wisdom turn heads like exorcism 

Extraordinary, extra awareness, fearless 

Visionary so death x ya name out hear this 

My mystic lyrics are stylistic rap Hendrix 

Are twisted like a storm or ya ex on X men 

Ex-con's think leaving projects my project X out 

Need money in my pocket the problems ain't left out 

Recieve commas, believe im the new common 

Confiscated common mc mics yall all comic 

Toney to complicated complex evil conscience 

Empty magazines competition too compartment 

Rap reverend chosen one, Trojan condoms 

Made a nun cum didn't give a fuck a cellebum 

With her pussy num, hell a gun with heaven intellect 

Godly and diligent, wow evil conscience you d'evil kid 

Topic was irrelevant, you replicate 

Judah persona the hell of it 

Drop gems or jewels enLIGHT jeweler proper 

Troop too Jerusalem, half Jewish to the tomb to resume the saga 

Had a wound in my womb scared before i escape my momma 

Percentile pussy, eating ackee im Akeem i, High Society this world i Conquer 

[Bridge] 

I need a dollar, dollar 

A dollar that's what I need 

Well I need a dollar, dollar 

A dollar that's what I need 

Said I said I need dollar, dollar 

A dollar that's what I need 

And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?