The Geto Boys, who then consisted of Scarface, Willie D, and Bushwick Bill, released this iconic song on their 1991 album We Can't Be Stopped. This song has been the recipient of widespread critical acclaim and tells stories of nightmares, hallucinations, and paranoia. Simply put, it's an integral piece of hip-hop history.
Big Sean covered this song on his 2009 mixtape UKNOWBIGSEAN and it's a little lackluster. He earns a lot of brownie points just by covering this song, for sure, but he dumbed down the lyrics and made them kinda shallow and more obscene. That's just my opinion though, it's up to you which version you like better. I'll post the original + lyrics followed by Big Sean + lyrics. Lemme know what you think.
Geto Boys:
Lyrics:
Intro: scarface
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
Verse one: scarface
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 trigger
My mother'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, b"
But fuck that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm pumping in the 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
Verse two: willie d
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
But they're laughing at pow pies and buried that 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 black, 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
Verse three: scarface
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
Playing 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 while 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
Verse four: bushwick bill
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
We'd be in for a squab' no doubt
So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth
He was going down, we figured
But this was 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
Big Sean:
Lyrics:
[I Stand Alone In My Four Cornered Room,Staring At Candles. (Mannn Is This Shit On) ]
Yeah, Aye, Aye-o At Night I Can't Sleep,I Toss And Turn, I Get Lost For Words,Its Like I Lost My Nerves
It All Started With My Chick About A Bitch That I Hit,That I Swear Ain't Shit,But She Swear I Ain't Shit
Awww Man Lord Help Her She Can't See What Im Sayin'Or Hear What I Tell Her
It Feel Like Im Talking To Helen, Keller
I Wish That She Could Understand Me,Like A Shelter
I Called Her Up And Said Im Tired Of Beefin' Told Her Im Leavin' And That Shes Not Needed
She Said Oh So You Just Done With Us, I Love You Doe, Yeah Well That Makes One Of Us And Hung Up
I Got Tired Of My Living Room Decor Then Headed To The Liqour Store To Get Liqour, Swishor And A Stickor,And Then Pull A Lift Off, Til I Buzz Like Clipors And Pose Like A Clip Board
I Then Go Somewhere I Had No Business
Er'body Hands Up So It Wasn't The Question
I Started To Dippin'
It Take A Man With A Wooden Cane In The Air To Reconize A Stick Up
Hell Yeah The Niggas Tried To Hit Me,But Off A Whole Round Swear To God They Just Missed Me
Then The Police Sirens were Roarin.They Took What They Saw Then Went Out The Back Door
Shit I Hoped Off The Floor Tryna See Which Way They Went.Mad Than A Motherfuckin' Bitch
Walked Back In To Make Sure Er'thang Was Cool. Looked On The Floor Saw Blood By The Pool
So I Asked The Clerk Dude Whats The Trouble.No Response
But His Face Seemed Puzzled
I Walked Towards The Huddle To The Front Of The Crowd...
And Thats When I Saw Myself Strecthed Out
See It Wasn't Til I Say My Own Body
That I Realized Them Pussy Ni***s Shot Me
(Man)Man I Couldn't Even Tell My Bitch I Love Her
Man I Couldn't Even Kiss My Mother
Ain't That Some Shit Homie?
My Mind Is Playin' Tricks On Me......
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