Luyện nghe bài hát Whats on your mind 2

Yeah, I to dedicate this song to Jonathan Myers,
Morris Peterson, Gemini Smith, and 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 my pops had passed away
Bought me a and snapped his fingers, he was gone away
My house is hell, I used down there on ?Acre? street
hood 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 yo stash
on my mind, is my brotha's name Rodney King?
Coulda been Shoestring, instead the devil chose Malice
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 mom's a
Stand in the rain, take the pain, the stress is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all about his
Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes
A swollen knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto
Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no to drop a dime,
My future's blind, now tell me 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 crime?)

Apply the pressure, drastic made the victim's fall
One shot to the head, before they fled, made em beg and crawl
stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the storm?
I fill my body of drank and dank to keep it warm
Please stop the killin, Lord a killa's what I'm to be
My mind's on 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 to me, and tells me, ";Stop the violent killin";
Workin all day, tryin to make my pay
Now how you I'm feelin?
What's on my mind, it's sad, so small in kid's faces
Knowin daddy's doin 20 for some drug cases
Never knew my daddy so I could respect a man
Learned to up drugs and hold my ground while other yougsters ran
be a man, so my plan is to pursue my dreams
My gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin fiends
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 to drop a dime,
My future's blind, now tell me, 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 crime?)

[Night and
Try to stop these fires, but got me trapped inside the fence
Wanna represent his death, cause murder's what I'm up
It makes no to me, the troubles that run through my head
Wakin up in the mornin, knowin the grave might my bed
I shoulda fled, but from my problems, I can't get
No matter or where I go, they're with me everyday
I'm shootin the dice and drinkin the liquor to set my free
And tryin to find a piece of my mind, problems can't find me
No matter what, I'm stuck, my is trapped inside the sin
So I release my anger a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin
so called friends
ain't really your friends because don't stay true
Besides the smokin and drinkin, now me, are they there for you?
Cash or credit, get it, can't 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 need to a dime,
My blind, now tell, me what's on yo mind?