Luyện nghe bài hát My Mind Playin Tricks On Me

Intro:

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

Verse Scarface

At night I sleep, I toss and turn
sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned
Four walls starin at a *****
I'm paranoid, sleepin my finger on the trigger
My mother's stressin I ain't livin right
But I ain't going out without a
See, everytime my close
I start sweatin, and starts comin out my nose
somebody watchin the Ak'
But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my
I can see him I'm deep in the covers
I awake I don't see the ************
He owns a black hat I own
A suit 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 the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me out my window
the joint for traps
Checkin my telephone for
I'm at the woman on the corner
It's ****ed up when your mind is tricks on ya

Verse Two: D

I make big money, I big cars
Everybody me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night, ain't right
I feel I'm being by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the
Or is it that ***** last week that I
Or is it the one I for five thousand dollars
he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reach under my seat, 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 let's get this **** over with
they come, just like I figured
I got my hand on the trigger
I saw'll make your *** start gigglin
Three black, crippled and crazy senior
I by the sword
I take my everywhere I go, because I'm paranoid
I keep lookin over my and peepin around corners
My is playin tricks on me

Verse Three:

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

Verse Bushwick Bill

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