Lirik Lagu My Mind Is Playin Tricks On Me - Geto Boys
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i sit alone in my four cornered roomstarin at candles,
yo that shit is on?
let me drop some shit like this right here
Verse 1:at night i cant sleep, i toss and turn,candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned,four walls just starin at a nigga,im paranoid sleepin wit my finger on tha trigga,my mutha's always stressin i aint livin right,but i aint goin out witout a fight,see every time my eyes close,i start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose,is somebody watchin me act,but i dont no who it iss, so im watchin my back,i can see 'em when im deep in tha covers,when i awake i dont see tha mutha fuckas,he owns a black hat like i own,a black suit, and a cane like my own,some might say take a chill b,but fuck that shit,theres a nigga tryin to kill me,im poppin in a clip when tha wind blows,every 20 seconds got me peepin out my window,investigatin the joint for traps,checkin my telephone for taps,im starin at the woman on the corner,its fucked up when your minds playin tricks on ya,
Verse 2:i make big money, i drive big carseverybody know me, its like im a movie star,but late at night, somethin aint right,i feel im bein tailed by tha same suckas headlights,through wit that food, then i ran out tha block,wasnt it that nigga last week that i shot,wasnt it the one i beat for 5 thousand dollas,thought he had cane but it was gold metal flower,you sit on my seat, grab a poppa for the suckas,aint no used to me lyin, i was scareder than a mutha fucka,put the lift in the pot pies and betta die quick,if its goin down lets get this shit over wit,here they come, just like i figured,i got my hand on tha mutha fuckin trigga,what i saw, make yo ass start gigglin,3 black crippled an crazy senior citizens,i live by tha sword,i take my boys everywhere i go, because im paranoid,i keep lookin ova my shoulda, peepin around cornas,
yo that shit is on?
let me drop some shit like this right here
Verse 1:at night i cant sleep, i toss and turn,candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned,four walls just starin at a nigga,im paranoid sleepin wit my finger on tha trigga,my mutha's always stressin i aint livin right,but i aint goin out witout a fight,see every time my eyes close,i start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose,is somebody watchin me act,but i dont no who it iss, so im watchin my back,i can see 'em when im deep in tha covers,when i awake i dont see tha mutha fuckas,he owns a black hat like i own,a black suit, and a cane like my own,some might say take a chill b,but fuck that shit,theres a nigga tryin to kill me,im poppin in a clip when tha wind blows,every 20 seconds got me peepin out my window,investigatin the joint for traps,checkin my telephone for taps,im starin at the woman on the corner,its fucked up when your minds playin tricks on ya,
Verse 2:i make big money, i drive big carseverybody know me, its like im a movie star,but late at night, somethin aint right,i feel im bein tailed by tha same suckas headlights,through wit that food, then i ran out tha block,wasnt it that nigga last week that i shot,wasnt it the one i beat for 5 thousand dollas,thought he had cane but it was gold metal flower,you sit on my seat, grab a poppa for the suckas,aint no used to me lyin, i was scareder than a mutha fucka,put the lift in the pot pies and betta die quick,if its goin down lets get this shit over wit,here they come, just like i figured,i got my hand on tha mutha fuckin trigga,what i saw, make yo ass start gigglin,3 black crippled an crazy senior citizens,i live by tha sword,i take my boys everywhere i go, because im paranoid,i keep lookin ova my shoulda, peepin around cornas,
