Mind’s Playing Tricks – 50 Cent (performed by Tony Yayo)
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Mm, yeah, uh Mind playing tricks on me man
It’s a regular day and a regular routine ‘Til I hear this tragic news from about two fiends Your man 50 just got popped 9 times And I heard through the grapevines it’s all ’cause he rhymes In front of his grandma, I’m standing on the lawn Wearing no Teflon, I wonder if he gone I know in my heart I wanna cry Having thoughts in my mind is my man gon’ die? As I frantically run towards 50 spot I panicky peep like fifty cops It was blue and whites, DTs and homicide With yellow tape locked off on both sides With four-fifth shells on the floor And DTs ringing doorbells, going door to door Yo I’m stressed out, smoking bogie after bogie Ducking the sarge ’cause the sarge fuckin’ know me I jumped in Jeep truck and got a mac to spit And we did about a buck ’cause Mary Mack I lit At the time, I started thinking back some shit How we used to sling crack and stack our chips With Kev, P-Low, Big Jewel the Kid And my man 50 used to smack a bitch And the good and the bad on the 1-3-4 And them hoes that we had on the Cash Money tour Now I’m at the hospital, stop daydreaming All I see is 5-5-1 and there’s beefing Baby moms is screaming, whole family grieving But the word is that my man’s still breathing I dropped to my knees and I thanked the Lord And got a long shit list all across the board Motherf—