Luyện nghe bài hát What's on My Mind Ii

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

No demonstration on this nation, as a
Got us locked in the jailcell, the they was put to rest
I had no teacher, it was like my pops had passed
me a sweet and snapped his fingers, he was gone away
My house is hell, I bail down there on ? acre? street
hood on abc, pops in penetentiary
Caught in the system, a victim of his shorty's past
His a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo stash
What's on my mind, is my brotha's name king?
Coulda shoestring, instead the devil chose malice green
go to sleep, not too deep cause I be hearin shots,
Down on my block bodies drop, it'll never
The ghetto drama for yo is a wicked sin
God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my mom's a
Stand in the rain, can't take the pain, the is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all his dividends
Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and buckle
A swollen knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto
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: tell me, tell me, 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 shot to the head, before they fled, they em beg and crawl
Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the
I fill my body of drank and dank to keep it warm
Please stop the killin, lord a killa's I'm born to be
My mind's on murder god, are all a see
Please set me from all the enemies that haunt my mind
Why do the righteous, poor, and black all the time?
My mother talks to me, and tells me, "stop the killin"
hard all day, tryin to make my pay
Now how you I'm feelin?
What's on my mind, it's sad, look so small in faces
Knowin their daddy's 20 for some drug cases
Never knew my daddy so I never could a man
Learned to cook up drugs and hold my ground while yougsters ran
be a man, so my plan is to pursue my dreams
My family's gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin
Know I mean, the same routine almost everyday
Law's pushin me, so I'm gon keep on hay
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

(2x)

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