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Mind Playin' Tricks '94

 

Mind Playin' Tricks '94

(album: The Diary - 1994)


I sit alone in my four cornered room staring at candles
Are we on the radio Dukes?
Aw yeah, give it to me
Yeah

At night I can't sleep, I'm tossing and turning
I still got the candlesticks burning
It ain't changed but it's a different time
And I'm still playing tricks with my mind
My mothers always stressing that I'm living wrong
But I got my Smith and Wesson 'cause I'm getting grown
And their looking at your little boys success
And I been thinking, I'm dealing with too much stress
So I stay up on my P's and Q's
And watch out for the G's and fools
'Cause the homies that I thought I had
See me stacking up a grip and they just started talking bad
So I stay away from outsiders
And when I roll through, it makes 'em open their mouth wider
I used to think that you was my one and only homie

My mind was playing tricks on me
Uh
My mind was playing tricks on me
Yeah
My mind was playing tricks on me
Pick it up

Dear diary I'm having a little problem with my mind state
How many bullets would it take to change my mind? Wait
Sometimes I want to end it but I don't though
They tell me see my pastor but I don't go
'Cause they all be on this one street
So I take it on myself to thank him one deep
And give my money to the most needy, uh
And never put it in the hands of the most greedy
'Cause their putting a price tag on a man's word
And it's a fashion show, so the men flirt
The world is ending so they try to make us switch fast
And they're opening up these churches for some quick cash
And using the money for their new cribs
While Brother Johnson just got kicked out where he lived
I follow no man, 'cause man be phoney

My mind was playing tricks on me
Uh
My mind was playing tricks on me
Yeah

Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't seem to keep my mind on a steady track
I'm all about getting mine so I study that
But it seems they want to get me
So I try to keep my 9mm with me
Just in case they want to see a homies head blown
But I got to stay around to see my kids grown
I finally found a woman who could deal with me
Back then I had a woman who wasn't real with me
And now she's back with her old lady
And now I got it going on and they're sure hate me
Now I'm a goner and she's a loner
Ha ha ha, yeah, her mind was playing tricks on her

One time for your motherfucking mind
Uh
Bringing it back like this here
1-9-9-1 all the way to the 1-9-9-4 when they call me 'Face
Yeah
My mind was playing tricks on me

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