Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Playin Tricks on Me

Intro:
I sit alone in my room
Staring at
Oh shit is on? heh
Let me drop some like this here
Real

Verse one:
At night I can't sleep, I and turn
Candle in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the
My mother's always stressing I ain't living
But I ain't out without a fight
See, everytime my close
I start sweatin, and blood comin out my nose
It's somebody the ak'
But I know who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the
When I I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a hat like I own
A suit and a cane like my own
Some say "take a chill, b"
But fuck that shit, there's a trying to kill me
I'm in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty got me peeping out my window
the joint for traps
Checking my for taps
I'm at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your is playing tricks on you

two: Willie D
I big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it's like I'm a star
But late at night, ain't right
I feel I'm tailed by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that that I ran off the block
Or is it nigga last week that I shot
Or is it the one I for five thousand dollars
Thought he had 'caine but it was gold flour
Reach under my seat, grabbed my for the suckers
Ain't no use to be lying, I was than a motherfucker
But they're laughing at pow pies and buried quick
If it's going down let's get shit over with
Here they come, just I figured
I got my hand on the trigger
I saw'll make your ass start giggling
Three black, crippled and senior citizens
I by the sword
I my boys everywhere I go
Because I'm
I looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners
My mind is playing on me

Verse Scarface
Day by day it's impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand I'm nervous
Every morning I'm in service
for forgiveness
And trying to an exit out of the business
I know the is looking at me
But yet and still hard for me to feel happy
I often drift I drive
fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over
And I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit
I got a boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a
I had a woman with me
But to me it seemed like she was to get me
She helped me out in this
But to me she was just another
Now she's with her mother
Now I'm that I love her
Now I'm feeling
My mind is tricks on me

four: Bushwick Bill
This year halloween on a weekend
Me and geto boyz are
Robbing kids for bags
Till an old man got our ass
So we up the pace
Took a look back and he was right our face
be in for a squab' no doubt
So I swung and hit the in his mouth
He was down, we figured
But this was no nigga
He about six or seven feet
Now, the nigga I'd been seeing in my sleep
So we on him
them motherfuckin b's on him
The more I the more blood flew
Then he disappeared and my disappeared, too
Then I felt just like a
It even close to halloween
It was dark as on the streets
My were all bloody from punching on the concrete
God damn,
My is playing tricks on me