16
Jul
08

My Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me

Kicking it straight from Houston’s 4th Ward, now comes da Geto Boys. Their track “Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta” was featured in the hilarious comedy cult classic Office Space. The Geto Boys’ 1990 album was denied distribution by their record label due to the graphic depictions of rape, murder, and necrophilia in the song Mind of a Lunatic. The record was salvaged by the filth purveying Warner Bros. Records, ensuring that young impressionable minds would be forced to endure the Geto Boys soul-destroying lyrical onslaught.

“My Mind is Playing tricks on Me” is a Geto Boys classic. The track is a powerful sketch of inner-city hustling life, and its attendant psychosis-inducing effects. A young man struggling with his conscience is tortured by an imaginary (?) assassin. In the final stanza, a one-eyed rapping midget (Bushwick Bill) bloodies up his little paws on the concrete after mistakenly attempting to rob a kid of his Halloween candy.

I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on? Heh
Let me drop some shit like this here real smooth

At night I can’t sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I’m paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigga
My momma’s always stressing I ain’t living right
But I ain’t going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes close
I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose
It’s somebody watchin’ the Ak’
But I don’t know who it is, so I’m watchin’ my back
I can see him when I’m deep in the covers
When I awake I don’t see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say “take a chill, G”
But fuck that shit, there’s a nigga trying to kill me
I’m poppin’ in a clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps
I’m staring at the woman on the corner
It’s fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on you

I make big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it’s like I’m a movie star
But late at night, somethin ain’t right
I feel I’m being tailed by the same sucker’s head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the block
Or is it that nigga last week that I shot
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars
Thought he had ‘caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain’t no use to be lying, I was scareder than a motherfucker
Hooked a left into Popeye’s and beared down quick
If it’s going down let’s get this shit over with
Here they come, just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger
What I saw’ll make your ass start giggling
Three blind, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by the sword
I take my boys everywhere I go
Because I’m paranoid
I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners
My mind is playing tricks on me

Day by day it’s more impossible to cope
I feel like I’m the one that’s doing dope
Can’t keep a steady hand because I’m nervous
Every Sunday morning I’m in service
Praying for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out of the business
I know the Lord is looking at me
But yet and still it’s hard for me to feel happy
I often drift when I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of suicide
BANG and get it over with
And then I’m worry-free, but that’s bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she’s back with her mother
Now I’m realizing that I love her
Now I’m feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me

This year Halloween fell on a weekend
Me and Geto Boyz are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for bags
Till an old man got behind our ass
So we speeded up the pace
Took a look back and he was right before our face
He’d be in for a squabble no doubt
So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth
He was going down, we figga’d
But this wasn’t no ordinary nigga
He stood about six or seven feet
Now, that’s the nigga I’d been seeing in my sleep
So we triple-teamed on him
Dropping them motherfuckin b’s on him
The more I swung the more blood flew
Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too
Then I felt just like a fiend
It wasn’t even close to Halloween
It was dark as fuck on the streets
My hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete
God damn, homie
My mind is playing tricks on me


5 Responses to “My Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me”


  1. July 16, 2008 at 8:24 am

    Being that I grew up in Brooklyn, i listened to hip hop music with a biased ear in the 80s and 90s. I was brought up on KRS-1, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim, The Juice Crew, LL Cool J, EpMd, Public Enemy and alot of other Eastern influenced Hip Hop Artists. But when i heard this song by the Ghetto Boys, i could not deny the impact that it had on me. This aslo introduced me to a rapper that would become one of my favs. Scarface. There is no doubt that this is a dope song. Good choice JP!!

  2. July 17, 2008 at 9:02 am

    Glad you dug it SB. I had the pleasure of seeing Public Enemy, NWA, Digital Underground, and a few other less notable acts in the 80’s and early 90’s.

  3. 3 Garack Odada
    July 17, 2008 at 10:48 pm

    Hey Johnny, I’m a long time reader, first time commenter on your site, and I really dig it man. My birth given name is Garack, but you can just call me “Gary”.

    Any way this post brings back great memories of my days runnin the streets of H-town back in the late 80’s/early 90’s. I was into Geto Boys even before they went nationwide, when they were just local rappers from the ‘Norf’ (North) side of Houston. I was even an extra in a Geto Boys video that was shot in downtown Houston. I was one of the dudes in the crowd pumping my fist in the air.

    Unfortunately due to the long term after effects of smoking way too much hash and ‘columbian red’, the name of the video escapes me. What I do remember was that I was way down on the South West Side around 4p,m. , when one of my boys ‘D-Nice’ (no not the rapper) rushed up to me and excitedly uttered, “Yo man, Geto Boys shooting a video downtown, brah!” I was like , ‘oh yeah, when?” “At 6, they lookin fer extras, you down?” I was like “hell yeah, lets roll.”

    Man, we were crazy about dem Norf side negroes. Ah, those were the days…

  4. July 18, 2008 at 10:45 am

    What up Gary,

    Thanks for contributing your experience with the Geto Boys. You are very lucky to be a part of their legendary history. I too have a special place in my heart for them. I remember playing “Mind of a Lunatic” for my girlfriend at the time. For some reason she did not talk to me much after that (probably due to the necrophiliac theme).

    I hope that you are no longer hooked on the hash and the marijuana sticks. You sound like a very bright fellow and I would hate to see your mind fried by these harmful drugs. Please check in from time to time so I know you are doing well.

    Johnny Peepers

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