Luyện nghe bài hát My Mind Playin Tricks On Me

Intro:

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

One: Scarface

At night I sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bein burned
walls just starin at a *****
I'm paranoid, sleepin my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressin I livin right
But I ain't out without a fight
See, my eyes close
I start sweatin, and 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 when I'm in the covers
I awake I don't see the ************
He owns a hat like I own
A black and a cane like my own
might say, "Take a chill, be "
But **** that ****! a ***** trying to kill me
I'm poppin in the clip when the blows
Every seconds got me peepin out my window
the joint for traps
Checkin my telephone for
I'm starin at the on the corner
It's up when your mind is playin tricks on ya

Two: Willie D

I make big money, I drive big
know me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night, somethin ain't
I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head
Is it that that I ran off the block?
Or is it ***** last week that I shot?
Or is it the one I beat for thousand dollars
he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reach under my seat, my popper for the suckers
no use to me lyin, I was scareder than a ************
Hooked a left into Popeye's and out quick
If it's goin let's get this **** over with
Here they come, just like I
I got my hand on the **********in
I saw'll make your *** start gigglin
Three black, crippled and crazy citizens
I live by the
I take my everywhere I go, because I'm paranoid
I keep over my shoulder and peepin around corners
My mind is tricks on me

Verse Three:

Day by day it's more impossible to
I feel I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every mornin I'm in service
Prayin for
And to find an exit out the business
I the Lord is lookin at me
But yet and still hard for me to feel happy
I often drift I drive
Havin fatal of suicide
and get it over with
And then I'm worry-free, but bullshit
I got a little boy to look
And if I died then my would be a bastard
I had a woman with me
But to me it like she was down to get me
She me out in this ****
But to me she was just *****
Now she's back with her
Now I'm realizing I love her
Now I'm feelin
My is playin tricks on me

Verse Bushwick Bill

This year Halloween on a weekend
Me and Boys are trick-or-treatin
Robbin little for bags
Till an old man got our ***
So we speeded up the
a look back, and he was right before our face
He'd be in for a no doubt
So I swung and hit the ***** in his
He was down, we figured
But was no ordinary *****
He about six or seven feet
Now, that's the ***** I'd be in my sleep
So we on him
Droppin them be 's on him
The more I swung the more flew
Then he and my boys disappeared, too
Then I felt just like a
It wasn't even to Halloween
It was dark as on the streets
My hands were all bloody, from on the concrete
God damn,
My mind is tricks on me