Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Playin Tricks on Me

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

Verse Scarface
At I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being
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 starts out my nose
It's watchin' the ak'
But I know who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him I'm deep in the covers
I awake I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a hat like I own
A suit and a cane like my own
might say "take a chill, b"
But fuck that shit, there's a trying to kill me
I'm pumping in the clip the wind blows
twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
Investigating the for traps
Checking my for taps
I'm at the woman on the corner
It's up when your mind is playing tricks on you

Verse Willie D
I big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie
But late at night, somethin right
I I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that fool I ran off the block
Or is it that nigga last week that I
Or is it the one I beat for five dollars
Thought he had 'caine but it was gold medal
Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the
no use to be lying, I was scareder than a motherfucker
But laughing at pow pies and buried that quick
If it's going let's get this shit over with
Here they come, like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking
What I saw'll your ass start giggling
Three black, crippled and crazy citizens
I live by the
I take my boys I go
Because I'm
I keep over my shoulder and peeping around corners
My mind is playing on me

three: Scarface
Day by day it's more to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's dope
Can't a steady hand because I'm nervous
sunday morning I'm in service
Playing for
And trying to an exit out of the business
I know the is looking at me
But yet and it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift I drive
Havin thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over
And then I'm worry-free, but that's
I got a boy to look after
And if I died my child would be a bastard
I had a down with me
But to me it seemed like she was to get me
She helped me out in shit
But to me she was just another
Now she's back with her
Now I'm realizing I love her
Now I'm feeling
My mind is playing on me

four: Bushwick Bill
This year fell on a weekend
Me and boyz are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for
Till an old man got our ass
So we speeded up the
Took a look back and he was right before our
He'd be in for a no doubt
So I swung and hit the in his mouth
He was going down, we
But this was no nigga
He about six or seven feet
Now, that's the nigga I'd seeing in my sleep
So we on him
Dropping motherfuckin b's on him
The more I the more blood flew
he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too
Then I felt just a fiend
It wasn't even to halloween
It was dark as fuck on the
My were all bloody from punching on the concrete
God damn,
My mind is playing on me