Dayton Family - What's On My Mind (Part II) lyrics

Yeah Mutherf**in Dayton Family G Back in this mutherf**er once again You can't f** with me I'm here to tell you what the f** is on my mind Maniac, lunatic psycho, and all that dope sh** n***a What's on my mind is a mutherf**ing murder Ask your motherf**ing mammy did I hurt her What's on my mind is victims in the baskets Taking place in some motherf**er's caskets What's on my mind is a rape in progress I got my dick in between some b**h's breasts What's on my mind is a knife at a hoe's throat I took her gold, her p**y, and a mink coat What's on my mind is a motherf**ing tragedy Two honeys to two fifty cads roll these What's on my mind is the teacher in the cla**room She said no pa**, I asked to use the bathroom I pulled my dick out then I pissed on the floor She tried to run, tripped and fell, stupid hoe I jacked my dick off then I walked out the door I hear a voice, "Don't come in to my cla** no more." What's on my mind is a bum eating out the trash Asked for a quarter, I kicked him in his dusty a** What's on my mind is "I hope" he said, "you stay in school." Know what I told him? Go s** a dick you old fool What's on my mind is a little honky called me daddy You want to find him? Take a look up under my caddy What's on my mind is crime without a dime For me to know and for you to find out What's on my mind is a raid in my dope house Ten rushed in ain't none of you b**hes leaving now They got on vests, I guess they think that I'm a sleeper But that's like paper to my motherf**ing street sweeper One was a b**h, so I got some boiling hot Same water that I use to hook up my rocks Put it on his chest and then I heard her scream I bust a nut as if it was a wet dream What's on my mind is a blind lady in a street She asked for help I said first you gotta s** my meat What's on my mind is human peace across the f**ing nation Picking cotton f** yeah I like the situation When its low, so I gotta move fast Pulled out my whip hit him hard cracker move fast What's on my mind is a rookie hanging from a string We made it through it, let's see if these hoes can hang What's on my mind is some black leather player gloves I think its mandatory every time I k** a scrub Cause in Flint, they really really want me bad Get some prints I can hear them yeah we got his a** But thats okay and everything going be fine I know I tough and that's enough of whats on my mind What's on my mind? A motherf**ing tooting spree What's on my mind? A motherf**ing murder What's on my mind is another violent tooting spree Nobody trusts Ira I was suited up a key (McKie!) What's on my mind is a cane house in my neighborhood Walked on the porch and I-R-A knocked on the f**ing wood What's on my mind is a hoe answering the f**ing door She said who is it, I said yo can I speak to Joe? She said you got the wrong house I said I know that snitch I cracked a grip, pulled out my gat and then I popped that b**h What's on my mind is a dead body on the floor I shot that b**h through the gla** on the front door What's on my mind is the cane in the basement I licked my fingers hit the cane and I taste it What's on my mind is three n***as in the next room If they don't break they're gonna make some dead bodies soon What's on my nine is the guts from a bloody man And the finger that was blown off his f**ing hand What's on my mind is a bloody a** Doberman Put him in a trench and sent his body to the government What's on my mind is commercials on my TV About the army yeah them b**hes want to draft me What's on my mind is a b**h climbing in my bed Don't want no s** I want to dig into this b**h's head What's on my mind is a little baby being drug From a deuce by the bumper like a little rug What's on my mind is a motherf**ing blood bath Two stanky b**hes must have asked me for my autograph What's on my mind is a b**h's head up in a tree And why you k** her G? That b**h should never spoke to me What's on my mind is a cane slanger fixing to die He wore no colors but that b**h disrespected I What's on my mind is a hooker in an alley ditch That hoe was dead but I still gisummed on the b**h What's on my mind is a spade up on the f**ing wall The last crackhead smit it with an eight ball What's on my mind is a room full of sacking hoes I whooping they a** taking they cash dropping elbows But thats okay and everything going be fine I know I'm tough and thats enough of whats on my mind What's on my mind? A motherf**ing tooting spree Bdrapa! What's on my mind? A motherf**ing murder Bdrapa!