Mind Playing Tricks - BADBADNOTGOOD, Ghostface Killah

Evil emotions, it seems like my mind’s playing tricks for me

I have vision of grave niggas doing mix for me

Sinister, I drive niggas off to the dark side

I set Ichabod Crane on his horse ride

Gave Kruger his clothes, killed the corpse, companion

You got no clue in the mystery, I’m the last one standing

Ghostface the hockey mask, hiding the features

Fuck the black lagoon, watch me enable her creatures

The bleach is chemistry, teachers cooking meth

I got a method, I’m Johnny, blazing to death

I’m no Heff I like bitches hardcore in the deuces

Went through red lights bitch, fuck your period juices

I’ve been watching too many, I almost got away with it

These snap bitches is cray, almost got to play with it

View natural born killers on the daily basis

Murder cases, best advice is watch how my felony faces

Dangerous, lethal vocals enter the cranium

I got skeleton bones of titanium

Aanghardt, black souls, I live for vengeance

It’s the emotional details I leave in every sentence

Step back, click clack, my stacks of cash may walk

The white look like, I got the pure vocab, dark specialist

Starky be the A1 chemist

The pure have your face all numb just like a dentist

Street clientèle I flip

Buy and sell half the chains leaving a mark on my neck

That ain’t frail, solid goes the charm like a new born baby

10 pounds of 6 ounces, the shits looking crazy

Retarded, leaving niggas daily departed

Tried to sit but it started, it ain’t for the weak hearted

Heavily guarded, my clan keep prisoners of war

Torch you niggas with the morphine drips of the raw

Peruvian white blowing dust in 'em

Feeding 'em seroquel

Fucking their minds and blowing off the pedestal

My verbal technique I speak I don’t sweep

Make a bitch stash a nut in the cheek, or her ass