Luyện nghe bài hát Whats on your mind 2

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

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 like my pops had passed
Bought me a sweet and snapped his fingers, he was away
My house is hell, I used bail there on ?Acre? street
Whole 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
on my mind, is my brotha's name Rodney King?
Coulda Shoestring, instead the devil chose Malice Green
Can't go to sleep, not too deep I be hearin shots,
Down on my block bodies drop, it'll stop
The ghetto drama for yo 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 swollen knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto
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

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, they fled, they made em beg and crawl
Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the
I fill my body full of drank and dank to keep it
Please stop the killin, a killa's what I'm born to be
My mind's on murder God, 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 me, ";Stop the violent 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 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 up drugs and hold my ground while other yougsters ran
Gotta be a man, so my plan is to my dreams
My family's eat so I'm gon keep on feedin fiends
Know what I mean, the routine almost everyday
pushin 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?

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

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Try to stop fires, but they got me trapped inside the fence
Wanna represent his death, cause murder's I'm up against
It makes no sense to me, the that run through my head
Wakin up in the mornin, knowin the might become my bed
I shoulda fled, but from my problems, I get away
No matter or where I go, they're with me everyday
I'm shootin the and drinkin 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 trapped the sin
So I my anger through a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin
Your so friends
ain't really your friends because they stay true
Besides the smokin and drinkin, now tell me, are they there for
Cash or credit, gotta get it, 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 blind, now tell, me what's on yo mind?