THE DAYTON FAMILY - What's on My Mind? lyrics

rate me

Yeah,

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!