Twista - Street Paranoia lyrics

As the paranoia takes over... A man is quick to start snappin... Cus as the paranoia takes over... A man never knows what's about to happen... As the paranoia takes over... This is what's in the mind of a man that can be a shooter... As the paranoia takes over... This is what's in the mind of a man who lived times colder... [Verse 1] My feet walk the grounds of mental cruelty As I'm surrounded by evil, in the ghetto the streets rule me I look around and all I see is hatred Bloods wasted, nothing is sacred I don't know how long I can take it Life is supposed to be priceless But the ?cause of statics? suffers from automatics Cus of a mental crisis Ignorant thoughts and barbaric ways And my hood's where it stays There it slays, leaving no trace of better days It's hard to grip the mic, when at night All I see is hypes, going insane In the brain, to obtain, the gla** pipes Life's a struggle, even for those who don't smuggle In the alley drinks bums guzzle Street life's a motherf**in' puzzle Leaving the best smoke, cus every rap chokes Against the ropes of my people losing their dreams, lives, and hopes My mental odyssey's hurt me with thoughts that could destroy ya Damn, I can't face he paranoia... [Chorus] You never know who's coming for ya, the streets can destroy ya... (Damn, I can't face the paranoia...) You never know who's coming for ya, my mind is my destroyer... (I can't face the street's paranoia...) You never know who's coming for ya, the streets can destroy ya... (Damn, I can't face the paranoia...) You never know who's coming for ya, my mind is my destroyer... (I can't face the street's paranoia...) [Verse 2] As paranoia takes over, my heart stays colder Ghetto slang holder, but still look over my shoulder To see a shorty drink 40s and pop a pistol For no reason, so the only issue is hope the bullet miss you My mind goes in rages when outrages like some front' pages read murder committed by kids of younger ages All these thugs know is d** and chrome Cus' Every night they never saw hugs and homes, just slugs and domes Punks'll slang a game of starstacks, it's hard to face the raw facts I witness bullets scar backs of carjacks And through this all I make allot for days Won't drop my ways at night they pop a gauge but still I chose to rock the stage Is this a d**h trap as my every rep raps, the tales that left caps In the bodies that finally get my mind collapsed I'm hearing toxin', some pistols co*kin', their poppin' bodies droppin' Paranoia's got me, Constantly watchin' Drugs and murder, imperial dealers and serial k**ers Kids turn into casket fillers and hypes, the stillest It's comin' for ya Is every man created a destroyer? Damn, I can't face the paranoia... [Chorus] [Verse 3] The paranoia's k**ing me, terror's trilogy In days to come do you think we still a' be using artillery? Huh. Some k** for fun and enjoyment Others for unemployment Sometimes, I wanna say "f** it" grip me a gun and point it Herb eaters, thoughts of diseases as the flesh peels But still the test builds; I slowly start to see that stress k**s My willpower, I buss my best sk**s, but can't bear it Sights of mack shooters, crack tooters My thoughts are transparent But yet deep, it's hard to get sleep, my eyes flinch Beat the man in the dark trench Dead on the park bench Bullets sparks pitch, that shove an innocent child Even though at the station Glocks pow, my mind is hostile Now my style is being affected from it To protect myself from catching one in the stomach I'll be quick to gun 'em The results: I might need a lawyer... To keep myself from being locked in a cage facin' the paranoia