Luyện nghe bài hát What's on My Mind Ii

Yeah, I want to dedicate this to jonathan myers,
peterson, gemini smith, and matthew hingle.
What's on yo

No demonstration on this nation, as a
Got us in the jailcell, the others they was put to rest
I had no teacher, it was like my pops had away
Bought me a sweet and his fingers, he was gone away
My house is hell, I used bail down there on ? street
hood on abc, pops in penetentiary
Caught in the system, he's a victim of his shorty's
His son's a killa on the for reala, you to watch yo stash
What's on my mind, is my brotha's rodney king?
Coulda been shoestring, the devil chose malice green
Can't go to sleep, not too deep cause I be shots,
Down on my block bodies drop, never stop
The drama for yo mama is a wicked sin
God save her soul, don't say it but my mom's a fiend
Stand in the rain, can't take the pain, the is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all about his
Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes
A knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto couple
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to a dime,
My blind, now tell me what's on yo mind

Chorus: me, tell me, what's on yo mind? (2x)
(what's on my mind, on my mind,
Was it the chrome, too ? ? ? the )

Apply the pressure, drastic measures made the victim's
One to the head, before they fled, they made em beg and crawl
stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the storm?
I fill my body full of drank and dank to it warm
Please stop the killin, lord a killa's what I'm to be
My on murder god, homicides are all a see
Please set me free from all the enemies that haunt my
Why do the righteous, poor, and suffer all the time?
My mother to me, and tells me, "stop the violent killin"
Workin hard all day, to make my pay
Now how you think I'm
What's on my mind, it's sad, look so in kid's faces
Knowin their daddy's doin 20 for drug cases
knew my daddy so I never could respect a man
Learned to cook up drugs and hold my ground other yougsters ran
be a man, so my plan is to pursue my dreams
My gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin fiends
Know what I mean, the same routine almost
Law's pushin me, so I'm gon on stackin hay
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no to drop a dime,
My future's blind, now tell me, on yo mind?

(2x)

[night and
Try to stop these fires, but they got me trapped the fence
Wanna represent his death, murder's what I'm up against
It makes no sense to me, the troubles run through my head
Wakin up in the mornin, knowin the grave might my bed
I fled, but from my problems, I can't get away
No matter when or where I go, with me everyday
I'm shootin the dice and the liquor to set my mind free
And tryin to find a piece of my mind, where problems find me
No matter what, I'm stuck, my mind is inside the sin
So I release my anger a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin
Your so called
Ain't really your friends because they stay true
the smokin and drinkin, now tell me, are they there for you?
Cash or credit, get it, can't be po no mo
Some gangstas roll into the heaven's say no no mo
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to a dime,
My future's blind, now tell, me what's on yo