What's On My Mind Ii Lyrics - Dayton Family

Yeah, I want to dedicate this song to jonathan myers, 

Morris peterson, gemini smith, and matthew hingle. 

What's on yo mind? 

[shoestring] 

No demonstration on this nation, as a murderfest 

Got us locked in the jailcell, the others they was put to rest 

I had no teacher, it was like my pops had passed away 

Bought me a sweet and snapped his fingers, he was gone away 

My house is hell, I used bail down there on ? acre? street 

Whole hood on abc, pops in penetentiary 

Caught in the system, he's a victim of his shorty's past 

His son's a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo stash 

What's on my mind, is my brotha's name rodney king? 

Coulda been shoestring, instead the devil chose malice green 

Can't go to sleep, not too deep cause I be hearin shots, 

Down on my block bodies drop, it'll never stop 

The ghetto drama for yo mama is a wicked sin 

God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my mom's a fiend 

Stand in the rain, can't take the pain, the stress is kickin in 

Mack's in the pen cause it was all about his dividends 

Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes buckle 

A swollen knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto couple 

Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to drop a dime, 

My future's blind, now tell me what's on yo mind 

Chorus: tell me, tell me, what's on yo mind? (2x) 

(what's on my mind, what's on my mind, 

Was it the chrome, too ? ? ? the crime? ) 

[bootleg] 

Apply the pressure, drastic measures made the victim's fall 

One shot to the head, before they fled, they made em beg and crawl 

Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the storm? 

I fill my body full of drank and dank to keep it warm 

Please stop the killin, lord a killa's what I'm born to be 

My mind's on murder god, homicides are all a see 

Please set me free from all the enemies that haunt my mind 

Why do the righteous, poor, and black suffer all the time? 

My mother talks to me, and tells me, "stop the violent killin" 

Workin hard all day, tryin to make my pay 

Now how you think I'm feelin? 

What's on my mind, it's sad, look so small in kid's faces 

Knowin their daddy's doin 20 for some drug cases 

Never knew my daddy so I never could respect a man 

Learned to cook up drugs and hold my ground while other yougsters ran 

Gotta be a man, so my plan is to pursue my dreams 

My family's gotta eat so I'm gon keep on feedin fiends 

Know what I mean, the same routine almost everyday 

Law's pushin me, so I'm gon keep on stackin hay 

Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to drop a dime, 

My future's blind, now tell me, what's on yo mind? 

Chorus (2x) 

[night and day] 

Try to stop these fires, but they got me trapped inside the fence 

Wanna represent his death, cause murder's what I'm up against 

It makes no sense to me, the troubles that run through my head 

Wakin up in the mornin, knowin the grave might become my bed 

I shoulda fled, but from my problems, I can't get away 

No matter when or where I go, they're with me everyday 

I'm shootin the dice and drinkin the liquor to set my mind free 

And tryin to find a piece of my mind, where problems can't find me 

No matter what, I'm stuck, my mind is trapped inside the sin 

So I release my anger through a chamber, gin, a pad, and pin 

Your so called friends 

Ain't really your friends because they don't stay true 

Besides the smokin and drinkin, now tell me, are they there for you? 

Cash or credit, gotta get it, can't be po no mo 

Some gangstas roll into the heaven's say no roll no mo 

Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to drop a dime, 

My future's blind, now tell, me what's on yo mind?