Mind Games - Woodie

'Blackbird'

Its 1993, somethings have been rough

You know, they just made me hard

I didn’t like when people tried to punk me

When people started carrying guns

Shit

Well anyways

In 94… he got shot

Which just started a big ol' thing

Then a whole bunch of stuff happened

'Woodie'

Enemys grab your strap

Cause woodies back

With a SK choppa for your ass

West trunk, norteño, earn my strap to the youngins livin fast

Strapped and young with a lot to prove

Dared anyone to make a move

Buckin at those scraps in west bouelvard way back in 92

Now its 99, been to hell and back

Blackbird is gone, I dwell on that

Nigga what could I have done to change the way shoot

Went down wish I can bring him back

This gangbangin done took its tole-al

Drinkin golden to keep control

To please my soul where the demons grow

Gotta be true, realse its horns

It won’t let go

So I keep on ridin

Slide that clip in ready to drop them bodys

Enemys to come get at me

So your ass…

I know when its time for me to go

Im gonna die in a cloud of guns

Wildcats dreams,…

When negative thoughts in the back of my mind

Gotta find a way to make that cavi

Tied of seeing the homies broke gotta plan to have our lifes livin lavey

Rappin about this life we lead

Rappin about this blunt we shared

But the diferent ways homies bled

To keep eachother one step ahead

When enemys aproach

Should I run or should I kill

Fuck running im gonna produce a murder with my steel

What if your slippin without your strap…

When enemys aproach

Should I run or should I kill

Fuck running im gonna produce a murder with my steel

Im trying to keep my thoughts in check everyday

I struggle to keep my mind sane

Pull an ak and I can’t tell

Heaven and hell is playing mind games

Through trials and tribulation

I developed an act for paitience

So im camoflauged and waitin

When it comes to retalation

Infrotration, servein, your spot, gotta plot

So I don’t get caught

My click be hot by the cops

What’s up, they love to empty out antioch

Therefore regaugin my tacticts

The avergae soldier couldn’t grasp it

But ill leave it that

Cause I know detective’s try decoding my raps

There trying to lock all of us up

Killed the babys and locs

They knew Snoop didn’t kill nobody

Instead sentence him to the most

No, got the media on there side

The media paves the nation wide

They just relable the government

For the public eyes

This world is bulit up of gangs

Some are big and some are small

FBI, CIA, norteno, crip, blood

Were all set trippin

But the ATF deciedes how many straps we get

The DEA agents deciedes how much coke and heriorn is smuggled in

And so on, it goes on

From the top to the bottom

Word to bottom

Livin up in these streets

Fuck you bitch

And you ask me why I shot him

I’d love to have a family

A beautiful wife that under stands me

Many sons and a daughter

But to be a fater on the brink os sanitity

Would it be fair

If one day daddy disapeared

Weather I lost my mind or lost my life

Left with mommy to care

Would they end up like me

Its deffanitly a possibilty

Just one of one thousand questions hittin me up

Inside its killing me

But if

Come stickin by my lonely guns

I protect my lil homie and have an army of some

Fuck it

I’ll teach him everything that I know

Make sure there’ll become hard

When blood attacks, cover there tracks

Loyaty above all loss

I gotta keep dreamin

To keep them demons out my head

So I don’t snap

I might pull my wig back

Or your wig back

I deal with it, in a full stare

When im stable

Better remain be able to keep those shady thoughts cradle

Take it in

Day by day

Yo when the sun hits the night its fatle

Look in the sky

Peek a star

Its blackbird tonight

Im choppin it up With my big homie

He might be gone, but he’s still in my life

Its impossible to seperate us

Were one of the same spirit

His flash is gone

But his soul is on

When he speaks to me

I hear it

The only difference is

I walk on the earth, still caught up in drama

But whem my number…

'Blackbird'

Whenever you wanna talk to me

Ill be listening don’t worry

'Woodie'

Hear that home boys

He’s still with us

Just not in the flesh

Woodie watching over all of us

Ill see you in a minute los

I love ya

Ill bring a 40 if I can

Yeah and I love all my family

All my homies

Ya know

I never turn my back on any of ya

How could I

Look what snoop did

Loyalty above all loss