The Dayton Family

The Dayton Family - What's On My Mind lyrics

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Mutherfuckin Dayton Family G
 Back in this mutherfucker once again
 You can't fuck with me
 I'm here to tell you what the fuck is on my mind
 Maniac  lunatic psycho  and all that dope shit nigga
 What's on my mind is a mutherfucking murder
 Ask your motherfucking mammy did I hurt her
 What's on my mind is victims in the baskets
 Taking place in some motherfucker's caskets
 What's on my mind is a rape in progress
 I got my dick in between some bitch's breasts
 What's on my mind is a knife at a hoe's throat
 I took her gold, her pussy, and a mink coat
 What's on my mind is a motherfucking tragedy
 Two honeys to two fifty cads roll these
 What's on my mind is the teacher in the classroom
 She said no pass, 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 class no more."
 What's on my mind is a bum eating out the trash
 Asked for a quarter, I kicked him in his dusty ass
 What's on my mind is "I hope" he said, "you stay in school."
 Know what I told him? Go suck 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 bitches leaving now
 They got on vests, I guess they think that I'm a sleeper
 But that's like paper to my motherfucking street sweeper
 One was a bitch, 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 suck my meat
 What's on my mind is human peace across the fucking nation
 Picking cotton fuck 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 kill a scrub
 Cause in Flint, they really really want me bad
 Get some prints I can hear them yeah we got his ass
 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 motherfucking tooting spree
 What's on my mind?
 A motherfucking 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 fucking wood
 What's on my mind is a hoe answering the fucking 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 bitch
 What's on my mind is a dead body on the floor
 I shot that bitch through the glass 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 niggas 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 fucking hand
 What's on my mind is a bloody ass 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 bitches want to draft me
 What's on my mind is a bitch climbing in my bed
 Don't want no sex I want to dig into this bitch'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 motherfucking blood bath
 Two stanky bitches must have asked me for my autograph
 What's on my mind is a bitch's head up in a tree
 And why you kill her G? That bitch should never spoke to me
 What's on my mind is a cane slanger fixing to die
 He wore no colors but that bitch disrespected I
 What's on my mind is a hooker in an alley ditch
 That hoe was dead but I still gisummed on the bitch
 What's on my mind is a spade up on the fucking 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 ass 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 motherfucking tooting spree
 Bdrapa!
 What's on my mind?
 A motherfucking murder
 Bdrapa
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Publisher: Grayt Records

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Released in: 1994

Language: English

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