Luyện nghe bài hát What's on My Mind Ii

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

No demonstration on this nation, as a
Got us locked in the jailcell, the others was put to rest
I had no teacher, it was like my pops had away
Bought me a sweet and snapped his fingers, he was away
My house is hell, I used down there on ? acre? street
hood on abc, pops in penetentiary
Caught in the system, a victim of his shorty's past
His son's a killa on the for reala, you best to yo stash
What's on my mind, is my brotha's name king?
Coulda been shoestring, instead the chose malice green
Can't go to sleep, not too deep cause I be shots,
on my block bodies drop, it'll never stop
The ghetto for yo mama is a wicked sin
God her soul, don't wanna say it but my mom's a fiend
Stand in the rain, can't 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 knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto couple
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no to drop a dime,
My blind, now tell me what's on yo mind

tell 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 the thunder in my mind, so who controls the storm?
I fill my body full of drank and to keep 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 talks to me, and tells me, "stop the killin"
Workin all day, tryin to make my pay
Now how you think I'm
What's on my mind, it's sad, look so small in kid's
Knowin their daddy's doin 20 for some drug
Never knew my daddy so I could respect a man
Learned to cook up drugs and my ground while other yougsters ran
Gotta be a man, so my plan is to pursue my
My family's gotta eat so I'm gon keep on fiends
Know what I mean, the same routine everyday
Law's me, so I'm gon keep on stackin hay
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no to drop 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 inside the
Wanna represent his death, cause murder's what I'm up
It makes no sense to me, the troubles that run through my
Wakin up in the mornin, knowin the grave become my bed
I shoulda fled, but my problems, I can't get away
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 piece of my mind, where problems can't 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
so called friends
Ain't really friends because they don't stay true
Besides the smokin and drinkin, now tell me, are there for you?
Cash or credit, 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 future's blind, now tell, me what's on yo