2.My Mind Playin' Tricks On Me
作詞：Dennis Willie, Dennis Willie James, Hayes Isaac, Hayes Isaac
Lee, Jordan Brad, King Doug
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh, that shit is on？
Let me drop some shit like this here
Real smooth
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigga
My momma's always stressing I ain't living right
But I ain't going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes close
I start sweating and blood starts coming out my nose
It's somebody watching the AK
But I don't know who it is, so I'm watching my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see the motherfucker
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, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in a clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
Investigating the joint for traps, checking my telephone for
taps
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on you
I make big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night, something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the block？
Or is it that nigga last week that I shot？
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars？
Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reached under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain't no use to be lying, I was scareder than a motherfucker
Hooked a left into Popeye's and beared down quick
If it's going down let's get this shit over with
Here they come, just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger
What I saw'll make your ass start giggling
Three blind, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by the sword, I take my boys everywhere I go
Because I'm paranoid
I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners
My mind is playing tricks on me
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning I'm in the service
Praying for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out of the business
I know the Lord is looking at me
But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift when I drive
Having fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over with
And then I'm worry free but that's bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now, she's back with her mother, now, I'm realizing that I love
her
Now, I'm feeling lonely, my mind is playing tricks on me
This year Halloween fell on a weekend
Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for bags
Till a law man got behind our ass
So we speeded up the pace
Took a look back and he was right before our face
He'd be in for a squabble no doubt
So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth
He was going down, we figga'd
But this wasn't no ordinary nigga
He stood about six or seven feet
Now, that's the nigga I'd been seeing in my sleep
So we triple-teamed on him
Dropping them motherfucking beads on him
The more I swung the more blood flew
Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too
Then I felt just like a fiend, it wasn't even close to Halloween
It was dark as fuck on the streets
My hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete
Goddamn, homie, my mind is playing tricks on me
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