50 Cent — Minds Playing Tricks

[Intro:] {*set to the Geto Boys' "Mind Playing Tricks on Me" instrumental*} [Verse: Tony Yayo] Mmm, yeah, uhh 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 standin on the lawn Wearin no Teflon, I wonder if he gone I know in my heart I wanna cry Havin thoughts in my mind is my man gon' die? As I frantically run toward's 50 spot I panicky peep like fifty cops It was blue & whites, DT's and homicide With yellow tape locked off on both sides With four-fifth shells on the floor And DT's ringin doorbells, goin door to door Yo I'm stressed out, smokin bogie after bogie Duckin 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 thinkin 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 daydreamin All I see is 5-5-1 and there's beefin Baby moms is screamin, whole family grievin But the word is, that my man's still breathin I dropped to my knees and I thanked the Lord And got a long shitlist all across the board Motherf... {*ends*}