sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles
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Are we on the radio dukes?
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Awww yeah, give it to me
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Yeah, at night I can't sleep
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I'm tossin' and turnin'
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I still got the candlesticks burnin'
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It ain't changed but it's a different time
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And I'm still playin' tricks with my mind
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My mothers always stressin' that I'm livin' wrong
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But I got my Smith and Wesson so I'm gettin' grown
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And their lookin' at your little boys success
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And I been thinkin', I'm dealin' with too much stress
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So I stay up on my p's and q's
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And watch out for the G's and fools
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Cause the homies that I thought I had
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See me stackin' up a grip
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And they just started talkin' bad
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So I stay away from outsiders
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And when I wrote them, it makes 'em open they mouth wider
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I used to think that you was my one and only homie
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My mind was playin' tricks on me
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My mind was playin' tricks on me
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Yeah
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Dear diary I'm havin' a little trouble with my mind state
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How many bullets would it take to change my mind? wait
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Sometimes I want to end it but I don't though
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They tell me see my pastor but I don't go
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Cause they all be on this one street
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So I take it on myself to thank him one deep
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And give my money to the most needy
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And never put it in the hands of the most greedy
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Cause their puttin' a price tag on a man's word
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And it's a fashion show, so the men flirt
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The world is endin' so they try to make us switch fast
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And they openin' up these churches for some quick cash
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And usin' the money fo' they new cribs
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While brother Johnson just got kicked out where he lived
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I follow no man, cause man be phoney
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My mind was playin' tricks on me
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My mind was playin' tricks on me
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Day by day it's more impossible to cope
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I feel like I'm the one that's doin' dope
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Can't seem to keep my mind on a steady track
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I'm all about gettin' mine so I study that
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But it seems they want to get me
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So I try to keep my nine millimeter wit me
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Just in case they want to see a homies head blown
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But I got to stay around to see my kids grown
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I finally found a woman who could deal wit me
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Back then I had a woman who wouldn't real wit me
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And now she's back with her old lady
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And now I got it goin' on and they sure hate me
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Now I'm a gone and she's alone
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hahahaha, her mind was playin' tricks on her
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One time for your motherfuckin' mind
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Bringin' it back like this here
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1-9-9-1 all the way to the 1-9-9-4 and they me Face
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My mind was playin' tricks on me
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Mind Playin' Tricks 94
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