Luyện nghe bài hát What's on My Mind Ii

Yeah, I want to dedicate this to jonathan myers,
Morris peterson, gemini smith, and hingle.
on yo mind?

No on this nation, as a murderfest
Got us locked in the jailcell, the they was put to rest
I had no teacher, it was my pops had passed away
Bought me a and snapped his fingers, he was gone away
My house is hell, I used bail down on ? acre? street
Whole on abc, pops in penetentiary
Caught in the system, he's a of his shorty's past
His son's a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo
What's on my mind, is my brotha's rodney king?
Coulda been shoestring, instead the devil malice green
Can't go to sleep, not too cause I be hearin shots,
Down on my bodies drop, it'll never stop
The ghetto for yo mama is a wicked sin
God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my mom's a
in the rain, can't take the pain, the stress is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all his dividends
was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes buckle
A swollen knuckle, 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, measures made the victim's fall
One to the head, before they fled, they made em beg and crawl
Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who the storm?
I fill my body of drank and dank to keep it warm
stop the killin, lord a killa's what I'm born to be
My mind's on god, homicides are all a see
Please set me free all the enemies that haunt my mind
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 small in kid's
their daddy's doin 20 for some drug cases
Never knew my so I never could respect a man
Learned to cook up drugs and hold my ground while other ran
be a man, so my plan is to pursue my dreams
My family's gotta eat so I'm gon keep on fiends
Know what I mean, the same routine everyday
Law's pushin me, so I'm gon on stackin hay
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to a dime,
My future's blind, now me, what's on yo mind?

(2x)

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