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GETO BOYS MIND

2009-10-11 - extension: zip - size: 15 MB

GETO BOYS MIND

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Geto Boys - My Minds Playin Tricks On Me (Remix).mp3

2009-10-28 - extension: mp3 - size: 10 MB

Geto Boys - My Minds Playin Tricks On Me (Remix)

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Geto Boys - Mind Playing Tricks On Me.mp3

2009-07-22 - extension: mp3 - size: 4 MB

Geto Boys - Mind Playing Tricks On Me

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Geto boys - My Mind Playin Tricks On Me
Song: Geto boys - Mind Playin Trix (my mind playin trix on me) Album: Geto boys greatest hits (More) Song: Geto boys - Mind Playin Trix (my mind playin trix on me) Album: Geto boys greatest hits 2002 ------------------------------------ Lyrics: ------------------------------------ Intro: Scarface I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles Oh that shit is on? Heh Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth Verse One: Scarface At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned Four walls just starin at a nigga I'm paranoid, sleepin with my finger on the trigger My mother's always stressin I ain't livin right But I ain't going out without a fight See, everytime my eyes close I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose It's somebody watchin the Ak' But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin my back I can see him when I'm deep in the covers When I awake I don't see the motherfucker He owns a black hat like I own A black suit and a cane like my own Some might say, "Take a chill, B" But fuck that shit! There's a nigga trying to kill me I'm poppin in the clip when the wind blows Every twenty seconds got me peepin out my window Investigatin the joint for traps Checkin my telephone for taps I'm starin at the woman on the corner It's fucked up when your mind is playin tricks on ya Verse Two: Willie D I make big money, I drive big cars Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star But late at night, somethin ain't right I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's head lights Is it that fool that I ran off the block? Or is it that nigga last week that I shot? Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars Thought he had 'caine but it was Gold Medal Flour Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers Ain't no use to me lyin, I was scareder than a motherfucker Hooked a left into Popeye's and bailed out quick If it's goin down let's get this shit over with Here they come, just like I figured I got my hand on the motherfuckin trigger What I saw'll make your ass start gigglin Three black, crippled and crazy senior citizens I live by the sword I take my boys everywhere I go, because I'm paranoid I keep lookin over my shoulder and peepin around corners My mind is playin tricks on me Verse Three: Scarface Day by day it's more impossible to cope I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous Every Sunday mornin I'm in service Prayin for forgiveness And tryin to find an exit out the business I know the Lord is lookin at me But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy I often drift while I drive Havin fatal thoughts of suicide BANG and get it over with And then I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit I got a little boy to look after And if I died then my child would be a bastard I had a woman down with me But to me it seemed like she was down to get me She helped me out in this shit But to me she was just another bitch Now she's back with her mother Now I'm realizing that I love her Now I'm feelin lonely My mind is playin tricks on me Verse Four: Bushwick Bill This year Halloween fell on a weekend Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treatin Robbin little kids for bags Till an old man got behind our ass So we speeded up the pace Took a look back, and he was right before our face He'd be in for a squabble no doubt So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth He was goin down, we figured But this was no ordinary nigga He stood about six or seven feet Now, that's the nigga I'd be seein in my sleep So we triple-teamed on him Droppin them motherfuckin B's on him The more I swung the more blood flew Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too Then I felt just like a fiend It wasn't even close to Halloween It was dark as fuck on the streets My hands were all bloody, from punchin on the concrete God damn, homie My mind is playin tricks on me (Less)

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