Mind Playing Tricks On Me Chords by Geto Boys

[Bbm] _ _ _ I sit [Ebm] alone in my four [Db] cornered room staring at [Ebm] candle
_ [Bbm] _ _ [Ebm] And [Bbm] _
_ [Ebm] _ _ I can't sleep I toss and turn [Gb] candlesticks in the dark visions of bodies being [Fm] burned
For walls just staring at a nigga.
[Db] I'm paranoid with my [Ebm] finger on the [Ab] trigger
My [Bb] mother's always trusted.
I am [Ebm] living right, but I ain't going out without a fight
See every time my eyes closed I start [Db] sweating blood starts [Eb] coming out [Ab] my nose
[Ebm] It's somebody watching me yet, [Db] but I don't know who it [Ebm] is.
So I'm watching my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers [Db] when I awake.
I don't see the mother fuck.
He owns a [Ebm] black hat like I own a
Black suit and a cane like [Ab] my own
Somebody say take a [Gb] chill be [Eb] but fuck [Ab] that shit.
There's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm [Gb] popping in the clip when the wind blows every 20 seconds got me peeping out my [Ab] window
[Ebm] investigating the joy for trust
my telephone [Fm] text
I'm [Ebm] staring at the woman on the corner.
[Ab] It's fucked up when your [Ebm] mind's playing [Bbm] tricks on you.
I _ _
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_ [Ebm] _ make big money
I drive big cars.
Everybody know me.
It's like I'm a movie star [Ab] parade at night
[Ebm] Something ain't right.
I feel I'm being [Bb] tell by the [Ebm] same suckers headlight
[Bb] That move that I [Ebm] ran out the block was it that nigga last week that I shot
[Ab] Was it the one I people [Ebm] $5,000 money had [Ab] came but it was [Ebm] so many flowers
You [Bb] said to my [Ab] seat grab a [Ebm] pump before the suckers ain't no use to me [Bb] live.
I was [Ebm] a little motherfucker
[Ab] Put the [Ebm] left and the Popeye's and bad guy quick if it's going down
Let's get this shit [Bb] over with it ain't [Ebm] huh?
Just like I figured [F] I got my head on the [Ebm] motherfucking
[Bbm] When I [Ebm] saw make gas start giggling [Db] three black crippling [Ebm] crazy senior [Bbm] citizens, I [Ebm] live by the swamp
I take my boys everywhere I go because the [Bbm] paranoid I keep looking over my shoulder [Ebm] people around
[Db] [Ebm] My mind is playing [Db] tricks on _ _ _ _
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_ [Ebm] _ [Ab] Day by day is more [Ebm] possible the coach.
[Bbm] I feel like I'm the [Ebm] one that's doing [Bbm] dope
[Ab] Take [Ebm] a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning.
I'm in [Ab] service
[Ebm] praying for forgiveness
[Db] And trying to find an [Ebm] exit out the [Bbm] business, [Ab] I know the Lord is looking at me, but yet still it's all for me to feel happy
[Ebm] often drift when I drive
[Bb] [Bbm] Having fatal thoughts of [Ab] suicide
[Ebm] They can get it over with [Gb] and then I'm worry-free, [Fm] but that's bullshit
[Ebm] I got a little boy to look after [Bbm] and if I died in my child to be a bastard
[Ebm] I had a woman down with me, [Bbm] but to me it seems like she was down to get me
[Ab] [Ebm] She helped me out in this
[Bbm] But to me she was just another bitch [Ebm] now.
She's back with her mother
Now realizing that I love her now.
I'm feeling lonely _
[Db] My mind is playing tricks on me _ _ _
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_ [Ebm] _ _ This year Halloween fell on a weekend me and get up on the trick-or [Bb]-treating
[Ebm] Robbing little kids for bags till a moment got behind our [Bb] ass
[Ab] So [Eb] we speeded up the pace took a [Bbm] look back and he was right before our [Ebm] face he'd be in for squabbling no doubt
[Bbm] So I swung and hit the nigga in his [Ab] mouth
He [Ebm] was going down.
We figured but this wasn't no ordinary [Bbm] nigga.
[Ebm] He stood about six or seven feet
[Gb] Now that's the nigga I be seeing in my [Ab] sleep
So [Ebm] we triple teamed on _
Dropping them motherfucking bees on them the more I swung the more blood
My boys disappeared [Bbm] too, then [Ebm] I felt just like a fiend [Gb] it wasn't even close [Ebm] to Halloween
[Fm] [Ebm] It was rockin fuck on the streets.
My hands were all bloody for punching on the [Db] concrete
God damn, [Ebm] homie
[Bbm] My mind [Ebm] is playing [Bbm] tricks on me
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