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| Name | Mind Playing Tricks On Me - Geto Boys - Ai Cover (Motown/Soul) |
| Video Uploader | Video From Keaton |
| Upload Date | This Video Uploaded At 03-06-2024 00:09:26 |
| Video Discription | Due to the nature of this channel it may not stay up forever! I have created a discord channel where I share the process on how these videos are made. As well as an archive of deleted videos and songs not on youtube. requests will be shared there as well. https://discord.gg/nSE4FpaxdH leave me a comment and let me know what you think! Lyrics: I sit alone in my four-cornered room Starin' at candles Oh, that shit is on? Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candlesticks 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 goin' out without a fight See, every time my eyes close I start sweatin' and blood starts comin' out my nose Is 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 tryin' to kill me I'm poppin' in the clip when the wind blows Every 20 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's playin' tricks on ya 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 bein' tailed by the same sucker's headlights 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 5,000 dollars? Thought he had 'caine, but it was Gold Medal flour Reached 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 blind, 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 Day by day it's more impossible to cope I feel like I'm the one that's doin' dope Can't keep a steady hand, because I'm nervous Every Sunday morning 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 when 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 die, then my child'll 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 This year, Halloween fell on a weekend Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treatin' Robbin' little kids for bags 'Til a lawman got behind our ass So we speeded up the pace Took a look back and he was right before our face 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 This year, Halloween fell on a weekend Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treatin' Robbin' little kids for bags 'Til a lawman 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 wasn't no ordinary nigga He stood about six or seven feet Now that's the nigga I 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 Goddamn, homie! My mind is playin' tricks on me |
| Category | Music |
| Tags | Music | ai generated music | ai |
