🎵 Guilty Conscience // by Samad Savage

6 ContributorsGuilty Conscience Lyrics A modern day remix of Eminem and Doctor Dre’s “Guilty Conscience”. [Narration 1] Meet Sam Thompson, a caucasian 21 year old revolutionary who wants people to come together to fight for equal rights, but understands he may have to be the change himself One day, by luck, he wins a free ticket to the White House to meet the president. He makes it through security without them finding his weapons. The president approaches him with a welcoming smile [Verse 1: Samad, Savage,, Sam Thompson] Okay, stop now, before you use a sword to leave him sore From swiping forward and aiming towards You better think of the consequence (Who are you?) Yeah, I’m your motherfucking conscience Now watch this- the whole world is watching him constantly blu'ret nonsense About his daughter, as if he wanna record her topless And plus, they didn't detect your K I guess it’s safe to say, security wanted it to go this way Go ahead and make their day Yeah but if all goes through, then what you gon' do? You never killed a man before, you know it’s gonna haunt you Think about it, before you let the whole clip burst Remember that one verse from church, while you on earth Na fuck that, dump that clip, shoot that bitch Immediately tote that stick, don’t regret it And shove that gun in his mouth 'til he cries, he deserves this And do it for innocent black lives, including kids Man, don’t do it- he racist, but he don’t know it (So?!) Yeah he’s bogus (I know!), but he’s hopeless (For sure!) Don’t even listen to Savage, dawg, he’s bad for you You know what, Samad? He gon' do what he has to do [Narration 2] Sam Thompson greets the president with a smile back. As they sit, a maid walks in and puts tea on the table; but before she leaves, the president tips her $100, then slaps her ass. She doesn’t react, but has a face full of shame. He looks back at Sam and says, “See? I didn’t grab her by the pussy.” and laughs as the vice president walks in to greet him [Verse 2: Samad, Savage] Now listen to me, I am sure you agree That this little dipshit deserves bullets through teeth Now all you gotta do is just pull that trigger and be a Hero Come on bro you're only 21 years old You shouldn’t leave your mom and dad bro, that’s not fair But hey, look at his head, is that his real hair? Kill him and the vice prez', so it’s all clear And if the speaker of house gets near, then shoot his left ear Man, you ain't see that one movie, "Line Of Fire"? No, but I’ve seen that magazine with his wife’s vagina Shit, do you wanna die or go to jail? Man, fuck it, kill him and just hope it goes well [Narration 3] Sam Thompson pulls out a gun, and all the security in the room panic; but he hesitates, and the president says, “Everyone, please hold on, let's just talk. Now I’m a reasonable man, you tell me what you want, and what’s the problem, and we will let you go.” But Sam Thompson won't lower his gun. This is a life defining moment. Stuck in a continuous loop of contemplation, his conscience comes into play [Verse 3: Samad, Savage] Alright, relax now- breath out, and then breath in Fuck that, you should leave this orange bitch bleeding While America works hard, this fucker is tryna play golf Fuck shooting his body, Shoot his fucking head off Wait what if there’s explanation for this shit? What, family vacation without his wife and kids? Shit, Alright Sam, but look at this nice man You have a gun pointed at him, while he’s tryna understand Okay, thought about it? Still wanna shoot him? Make like his paid prostitutes, and then shamelessly do him Hurry, do it- don’t be stupid, and don't act clueless Don’t be a pussy like Samad, and fucking shoot it What'd you say? What’s wrong? All you would do is whimper No, I’d kill that motherfucker- Uh, uh, temper temper Mr. Dancer, Mr. "Ooo, I’m a black panther" Mr. "Love’s the answer" Mr. "Spread love and show peace, I love my mom and nana" How the fuck you gon' tell this man how to be a man? You don’t like conflict, and hang with fairies like Peter Pan Well that’s because love is- ah, fuck it, the world would love if you waterballoon head and bust it [Interlude] (*Gunshots fire*) (*Screaming and pandemonium*) (*Tape rewind SFX*) [Verse 4: Sam Thompson, Samad] Aight, stop now, before you- hold up, I got this You don’t need a half a conscious to know that killing a man is not it But Sam Thompson- now, watch this Mr. President, I got topics I’ve created a synopsis that’s made up of common logic Now all that bullshit that you're talking, you need to stop it I want you to be real, but know that the world is watching Stop threatening countries by saying that you’ll bomb it With rockets, and these atomic explosives, 'cause that’s problem You act like your a villain from Gotham So only option is to say, "Fuck the president" Word to YG from Compton And over 500,000, our people homeless and starving While you using our money to take your wife to go shopping Immigration ain't the problem, this is evident And how the fuck is there almost 40,000 homeless veterans I really want to shoot you, but I'mma let you live Instead, I'm a cap one in the leg of the vice president (My leg!) Now let this be proof to show it's possible That you are not unstoppable, and it's far from an obstacle To be assassinated Shit, and if this reach the news, even if you arrest me I'm sure someone else will follow through