Lyrics Mercy - Lil Yee, E-40, Lil Pete

Mercy

I know that murder’s only thing you can’t run from
When I ask God, I wonder why you get hurt so
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for
Lord know how she hurt me
I’m still lookin' for mercy
I can’t see all this pain, my shit blurry
I’m so lost, can’t get lost on this journey
Everything clean, money dirty
How we on the same team, different jersey?
Watch these niggas, they be snakin'
Be the same niggas smilin' in your faces
And this life, it come with trials and tribulations
Murder scene, homicide investigations
Niggas folding under pressure at the station
Soon as your name get brought in the situation
I know that murder’s only thing you can’t run from
When I ask God, I wonder why you get hurt so
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for
We have you screamin' for mercy
Ain’t no switchin' sides, same jersey
Pick a side and stay on it
Got the drop from your cousin, we gon' sit and wait on it
Never take the stand, never be a witness
Always pray to god, askin' for forgiveness
Screamin' L-O-V-E
For my brothers, no discussion, I’ma R-I-D-E
That’s to the death of me
A lot of niggas riding this wave, can’t get enough of me
When you pull up to the drop, we gon' have to back in
Late night at the addy tryna catch you lackin'
I know that murder’s only thing you can’t run from
When I ask God, I wonder why you get hurt so
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for
Uh, twenty-four seven I’m grinding (The grittle)
.357 my iron (My pistol)
Duckin' the 12, the cops (The Elroys)
Promethazine, meth, and hop (The dopeboys)
Xanny and Oxycontin (Prescriptions)
Polluting the streets with toxins (Addictions)
The cost of the living be costin'
In the hood, white force, no options
It’s sicker than lupus, niggas is ruthless out here in the bucket
Surrounded by bottom feeders, and the dirty Bay is flooded
Look in your rearview and your sideview mirrors when you skrrt
Niggas’ll blindside you and turn your car into a hearse
I know that murder’s only thing you can’t run from
When I ask God, I wonder why you get hurt so
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for mercy, mercy
Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have you screamin' for