Luyện nghe bài hát My Mind Playin Tricks On Me

Intro:

I sit alone in my four-cornered room at candles
Oh that is on? Heh
Let me drop some like this here, real smooth

Verse One:

At I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein
Four walls starin at a *****
I'm paranoid, sleepin my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressin I ain't livin
But I going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes
I sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose
It's somebody the Ak'
But I don't who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I see the ************
He owns a hat like I own
A black and a cane like my own
Some say, "Take a chill, be "
But that ****! There's a ***** trying to kill me
I'm poppin in the clip when the wind
Every twenty got me peepin out my window
Investigatin the for traps
Checkin my for taps
I'm starin at the woman on the
It's ****ed up when your mind is tricks on ya

Verse Two: D

I big money, I drive big cars
know me, it's like I'm a movie star
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 ***** week that I shot?
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand
Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal
under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain't no use to me lyin, I was scareder than a
Hooked a left into Popeye's and out quick
If it's goin down let's get this over with
Here they come, just I figured
I got my on the **********in trigger
What I make your *** start gigglin
black, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I by the sword
I my boys everywhere I go, because I'm paranoid
I keep lookin over my and peepin around corners
My mind is tricks on me

Verse Scarface

Day by day it's more impossible to
I feel like I'm the one that's dope
keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday mornin I'm in
for forgiveness
And tryin to find an exit out the
I the Lord is lookin at me
But yet and still hard for me to feel happy
I often while I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of
BANG and get it over
And I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit
I got a little boy to after
And if I died then my child would be a
I had a down with me
But to me it seemed she was down to get me
She helped me out in this
But to me she was another *****
Now back with her mother
Now I'm that I love her
Now I'm feelin
My is playin tricks on me

Four: Bushwick Bill

This year Halloween on a weekend
Me and Geto are trick-or-treatin
little kids for bags
Till an old man got our ***
So we speeded up the
Took a look back, and he was before our face
be in for a squabble no doubt
So I swung and hit the ***** in his
He was down, we figured
But this was no ordinary
He stood about six or feet
Now, the ***** I'd be seein in my sleep
So we on him
Droppin them be 's on him
The more I swung the more flew
Then he disappeared and my disappeared, too
Then I felt like a fiend
It even close to Halloween
It was as **** on the streets
My hands were all bloody, from on the concrete
God damn,
My is playin tricks on me