Dayton Family - What's On My Mind? Lyrics
Yeah,Muther*****in dayton family g,Back in this muther*****er once again,You can't ***** with me,I'm here to tell you what the ***** is on my mind,Maniac, lunatic psycho, and all that dope shit nigga,What's on my mind is a muther*****ing murderAsk your mother*****ing mammy did i hurt herWhat's on my mind is victims in the basketsTaking place in some mother*****er's casketsWhat's on my mind is a rape in progressI got my dick in between some *****'s breastsWhat's on my mind is a knife at a hoe's throatI took her gold, her *****, and a mink coatWhat's on my mind is a mother*****ing tragedyTwo honeys to two fifty cads roll theseWhat's on my mind is the teacher in the classroomShe said no pass, i asked to use the bathroomI pulled my dick out then i pissed on the floorShe tried to run, tripped and fell, stupid hoeI jacked my dick off then i walked out the doorI hear a voice, "don't come in to my class no more."What's on my mind is a bum eating out the trashAsked for a quarter, i kicked him in his dusty assWhat's on my mind is "i hope" he said, "you stay in school."Know what i told him? go suck a dick you old foolWhat's on my mind is a little honky called me daddyYou want to find him? take a look up under my caddyWhat's on my mind is crime without a dimeFor me to know and for you to find outWhat's on my mind is a raid in my dope houseTen rushed in ain't none of you *****es leaving nowThey got on vests, i guess they think that i'm a sleeperBut that's like paper to my mother*****ing street sweeperOne was a *****, so i got some boiling hotSame water that i use to hook up my rocksPut it on his chest and then i heard her screamI bust a nut as if it was a wet dreamWhat's on my mind is a blind lady in a streetShe asked for help i said first you gotta suck my meatWhat's on my mind is human peace across the *****ing nationPicking cotton ***** yeah i like the situationWhen its low, so i gotta move fastPulled out my whip hit him hard cracker move fastWhat's on my mind is a rookie hanging from a stringWe made it through it, let's see if these hoes can hangWhat's on my mind is some black leather player glovesI think its mandatory every time i kill a scrubCause in flint, they really really want me badGet some prints i can hear them yeah we got his assBut thats okay and everything going be fineI know i tough and that's enough of whats on my mindWhat's on my mind?A mother*****ing tooting spreeWhat's on my mind?A mother*****ing murderWhat's on my mind is another violent tooting spreeNobody trusts ira i was suited up a key (mckie!)What's on my mind is a cane house in my neighborhoodWalked on the porch and i-r-a knocked on the *****ing woodWhat's on my mind is a hoe answering the *****ing doorShe said who is it, i said yo can i speak to joe?She said you got the wrong house i said i know that snitchI cracked a grip, pulled out my gat and then i popped that *****What's on my mind is a dead body on the floorI shot that ***** through the glass on the front doorWhat's on my mind is the cane in the basementI licked my fingers hit the cane and i taste itWhat's on my mind is three niggas in the next roomIf they don't break they're gonna make some dead bodies soonWhat's on my nine is the guts from a bloody manAnd the finger that was blown off his *****ing handWhat's on my mind is a bloody ass dobermanPut him in a trench and sent his body to the governmentWhat's on my mind is commercials on my tvAbout the army yeah them *****es want to draft meWhat's on my mind is a ***** climbing in my bedDon't want no sex i want to dig into this *****'s headWhat's on my mind is a little baby being drugFrom a deuce by the bumper like a little rugWhat's on my mind is a mother*****ing blood bathTwo stanky *****es must have asked me for my autographWhat's on my mind is a *****'s head up in a treeAnd why you kill her g? that ***** should never spoke to meWhat's on my mind is a cane slanger fixing to dieHe wore no colors but that ***** disrespected iWhat's on my mind is a hooker in an alley ditchThat hoe was dead but i still gisummed on the *****What's on my mind is a spade up on the *****ing wallThe last crackhead smit it with an eight ballWhat's on my mind is a room full of sacking hoesI whooping they ass taking they cash dropping elbowsBut thats okay and everything going be fineI know i'm tough and thats enough of whats on my mindWhat's on my mind?A mother*****ing tooting spreeBdrapa!What's on my mind?A mother*****ing murderBdrapa!
