Paroles de Minds playing tricks on me

(i stand alone in my four conner room,
Staring at candles. (mannn is this shit on) )

Yeah, aye, aye-o at night i cant sleep,
I toss and turn, i get lost for words,
Its like i lost my nerves,
It all started with my chick about a b**** that i hit,
That i swear aint s***,
But she swear i aint s***.

Awww man lord help her she cant see what im sayin'
Or hear what i tell her,
It feel like im talking to helen, keller
I wish that she could understand me,
Like a shelter,
I called her up and said im tired of beefin' told her im leavin'
And that shes not needed,
She said oh so you just done with us, i love
You doe, yeah well that makes one of us
I hung up.

I got tired of my living
Room decor then headed to the liqour
Store to get liqour, swishor and a stickor,
And then pull a lift off, til i buzz like clipors
And pose like a clip board, i then go
Somewhere i had no buisnees.
Er'body hands up so it wasnt the question.
I started to dippin',
It take a man with a wooden
Cane in the air to reconize a stick up.

Hell yeah the ni***s tried to hit me,
But off a whole round swear to god they just missed me,
Then the police sirens are wrong.
They took what they saw then went out the back door.
Sh*t i hoped off the floor tryna see which way they went.
Mad then a motherf*ckin' b****.
Walked back in to make sure er'thang was cool.
Looked on the floor saw blood by the pool.
So i asked the clerk dude whats the trouble.
No response.
But his face seemed puzzled.

I walked towards the huddle to the front of the crowd...
And thats when i saw myself strecthed out.

See it wasnt til i say my own body,
Then i realized them pussy ni***s shot me (man)
Man i couldnt even tell my b**** i love ha,
Man i couldnt even kiss my mother.
Aint that some s*** homie?
My mind is playin' tricks on me......