Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paranoid, artist - Mac. Date of issue: 20.07.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Paranoid |
| -who the fuck is this? |
| -IT'S KINDA PARANOID MAC |
| -SHEIT, I BE SEEIN' SHIT |
| -who that is? |
| -THAT AIN’T EVEN THERE |
| The shots rang out |
| I went to the closet to get the thang out |
| Heavily armed, my intention was to blow the next brain out |
| I had it cocked before I got to the door |
| Who da, why da, and why the fuck they doin' this for |
| Them niggas spook me, I’m either trippin' or they tryna shoot me |
| I close my eyes and let the bullets fly loosely and unloaded |
| The front door exploded |
| The barrel started burning my hand and I couldn’t hold it |
| Still I reloaded, and got another round first |
| It seems like the whole incident was pre-rehearsed |
| The date in front of me had read 12/31 |
| What i thought was gunshots was only loud fireworks |
| The screams got louder, the crowd got bigger |
| Somebody screamed,"Oh I think he killed that nigga" |
| I dropped the trigger, my heart beat, and my knees got excessively weak |
| Look I can feel this shit, yet I’m still hopen' I sleep |
| I seen his back full of holes and his blood was fresh |
| I could smell death creeping through his innocent flesh |
| I flipped him over, and feeled what I might soon discover |
| Tears fell, oh fuck this was my brother |
| They got me 'noid, they got me 'noid |
| They got me 'noid, they got me 'noid |
| But I ain’t paranoid |
| On Clearview, I took a look through the rear-view |
| It was some niggas that my homie fear knew |
| But I wasn’t cool with 'em, as matter fact I didn’t fool with 'em |
| I speed it up, they either followin' Mac, or they just weeded |
| I took a left, and they follow |
| I told my brother get the hollows, these niggas probably got a problo |
| I’m way across town, some unknown ground |
| Paranoid, me and my dawg, we duckin' through the Southern Falls |
| Spooked out |
| Them niggas 6 deep in the Land Rover Jeep creepin' |
| They fuckin' up my weekend, I started cussin' like a Puerto Rican |
| I’m headed back to the N.O. |
| comin' from B. R |
| I just done did me a show |
| Them niggas know I probably got the dough so |
| They figure they can just fake me, and dump me off in yo |
| Bitch is u crazy? |
| I stepped on the gas, but they crept on they ass |
| This shit is happenin' fast |
| My brother blast at the clouds through the sun-roof |
| A innocent bird dropped |
| But that was just tah let the niggas know we had the Glock |
| But they didn’t stop |
| I seen the Superdome, I’m almost home |
| I told my brother to give me the cellphone to call my niggas |
| We bein' chased by these unfamiliars |
| They probably tryna kill us |
| I can’t shake 'em, I might just have tah break 'em |
| They told me not tah sweat it, cuz they was retracedid |
| If you 'bout bein' harder than harder |
| Then we got them thangs so sweat it |
| I felt relieved as I turned on Generaltila |
| I saw my niggas pop out a store in a black Impala |
| So I popped to, then I jumped out |
| I opened up the trunk and got the funk out |
| And I told them niggas jump out |
| They opened up the doors slowly, raised they hands |
| They say they follow me cuz they was Mac’s number one fans |
| And all they wanted was some autographs, I dropped the gat |
| And started laugh, but why you muthafuckas went the stalker path? |
| You got a nigga paranoid |
| And I’m slippin', and I’m trippin', and I’m dippin' |
| Fuck |