Geto Boys - Mind Playin Tricks On Me
I sit alone in my four-cornered room
staring at candles
Oh that shit is on? Heh
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 trigger
My mother'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 watchin' 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 motherf**ker
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 f**k that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm pumping in the 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 want ad of the corner
It's f**ked up when your mind is playing tricks on you
to all the homies is this a classic Song?
I sit alone in my four-cornered room
staring at candles
Oh that shit is on? Heh
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 trigger
My mother'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 watchin' 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 motherf**ker
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 f**k that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm pumping in the 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 want ad of the corner
It's f**ked up when your mind is playing tricks on you
to all the homies is this a classic Song?
