Luyện nghe bài hát What's on My Mind Ii

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

No demonstration on nation, as a murderfest
Got us locked in the jailcell, the they 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 bail there on ? acre? street
Whole hood on abc, pops in
in the system, he's a victim of his shorty's past
His a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo stash
What's on my mind, is my brotha's name rodney
Coulda been shoestring, instead the devil chose malice
Can't go to sleep, not too deep I be hearin shots,
Down on my block bodies drop, 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, can't the pain, the stress is kickin in
Mack's in the pen cause it was all his dividends
Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and buckle
A swollen knuckle, up was the ghetto 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

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, drastic measures the victim's fall
One shot to the head, before they fled, they em beg and crawl
Can't the thunder in my mind, so who controls 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 to me, and tells me, "stop the violent killin"
Workin hard all day, to make my pay
Now how you think I'm
on my mind, it's sad, look so small in kid's faces
Knowin their daddy's 20 for some drug cases
Never knew my daddy so I could respect a man
Learned to cook up drugs and hold my ground other yougsters ran
Gotta be a man, so my is to pursue my dreams
My family's gotta eat so I'm gon on feedin fiends
Know what I mean, the same 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 tell me, on yo mind?

(2x)

[night and
Try to stop these fires, but 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
up in the mornin, knowin the grave might become my bed
I shoulda fled, but my problems, I can't get away
No matter when or I go, they're with me everyday
I'm the dice and drinkin the liquor to set my mind free
And tryin to find a of my mind, where problems can't find me
No matter what, I'm stuck, my mind is inside the sin
So I release my anger a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin
Your so called
Ain't your 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
gangstas roll 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?