Yeah, I want to dedicate this song to Myers, Morris Peterson, Smith, and Matthew Hingle. What's on yo
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 away Bought me a sweet and his fingers, he was gone away My house is hell, I used bail down there on street Whole hood on ABC, pops in Caught in the system, he's a victim of his past His a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo stash What's on my mind, is my brotha's Rodney King? Coulda been Shoestring, instead the devil Malice Green Can't go to sleep, not too cause I be hearin shots, Down on my bodies drop, it'll never stop The ghetto for yo mama is a wicked sin God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my a fiend Stand in the rain, can't take the pain, the stress is in in the pen cause it was all about his dividends Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes A swollen knuckle, lockin up was the couple 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?)
Apply the pressure, drastic measures the victim's fall One shot to the head, before they fled, they em beg and crawl Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who the storm? I fill my full of drank and dank to keep it warm Please the killin, Lord a killa's what I'm born to be My mind's on murder God, are all a see set me free 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"; Workin all day, tryin to make my pay Now how you think I'm What's on my mind, it's sad, so small 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 pursue my My family's gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin Know what I mean, the routine almost everyday Law's 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 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?)
and Day] Try to stop fires, but they got me trapped inside the fence Wanna his death, cause murder's what I'm up against It makes no to me, the troubles that run through my head Wakin up in the mornin, the grave 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 mind And tryin to find a piece of my mind, where can't find me No matter what, I'm stuck, my mind is inside the sin So I release my through a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin so called friends ain't really your friends they don't stay true the smokin and drinkin, now tell 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 future's blind, now tell, me what's on yo