Luyện nghe bài hát Whats on your mind 2

Yeah, I want to dedicate this song to Myers,
Peterson, Gemini Smith, and Matthew Hingle.
What's on yo

No on this nation, as a murderfest
Got us locked in the jailcell, the others was put to rest
I had no teacher, it was like my pops had passed
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 best to yo stash
What's on my mind, is my name Rodney King?
Coulda been Shoestring, instead the devil Malice Green
Can't go to sleep, not too deep I be hearin shots,
on my block bodies drop, it'll never stop
The ghetto drama for yo mama is a sin
God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my a fiend
Stand in the rain, take the pain, the stress is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all about his
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 to drop a dime,
My future's blind, now tell me 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 crime?)

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 in my mind, so who controls the storm?
I fill my body full of drank and dank to keep it
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 that haunt my mind
Why do the righteous, poor, and black suffer all the
My mother talks to me, and tells me, ";Stop the killin";
Workin hard all day, to make my pay
Now how you think I'm
What's on my mind, sad, look so small in kid's faces
Knowin their daddy's doin 20 for drug cases
Never knew my daddy so I 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 gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin fiends
Know what I mean, the same routine almost
pushin me, so I'm gon keep on stackin hay
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to a dime,
My future's blind, now tell me, on yo mind?

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

[Night and
Try to stop these fires, but they got me inside the fence
Wanna represent his death, cause 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 I go, they're with me everyday
I'm shootin the dice and the liquor to set my mind free
And tryin to a piece 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 through a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin
Your so called
really your friends because they don't stay true
Besides the smokin and drinkin, now me, are they there for you?
Cash or credit, gotta get it, be po no mo
Some gangstas 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 on yo mind?