Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hav Mercy, artist - Mathematics. Album song Love Hell or Right ( Da Come Up), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Times
Song language: English
Hav Mercy |
Lord forgive me, please hear these cries |
Please prepare me for the loneliness the world provide |
I need you dearly, to you I speak through the heart of a child |
Sincerly hope you listenin', I’m hurtin' inside |
You got so many of us flirtin' with pride, I’m workin' with time |
Tryin' to a better life provide a life which rightfully mine |
But circumstances and these petty fights is snipin' the mind |
How can I man so insightful be subjected to the questions? |
All the wise, I acknowledge God if wisdom applied |
Most understand what I visualize, while love is criticized |
My life, they make it so spitful that they pity mine |
You know I’ll circle the globe for brothers fifty times |
Hav Mercy on me, my wisdom, my seeds |
Hav Mercy on hustlers, thugs and thieves |
Hav Mercy on the poor tryin' to survive |
Hav Mercy on inmates fightin' to stay alive |
It’s you I ask for forgiveness, you gave me the priveledge to live |
With two beautiful souls who had a vision |
So what we had to live in The Projects |
There’s more lessons to learn, persuaded, gave birth to more concepts |
The main thing, we had each other, together, the family |
Moms, Pops, two brothers, complete, it’s all I need |
But suddenly you had another vision for me to see |
And understandin' that so many youngsters to believe |
Moms sick of Pops shittin', now he’s ready to leave |
Our Pops tired of the arguin', he feel he can’t breathe |
But the whole time, I couldn’t help with feelin' the speed |
And to this day I feel the same way to a certain degree |
So Lord please Hav Mercy on me |
For all the anger I gave to my Queen, I’m now safe for the beast |
And even though I have a tendency to slip when I speak |
I pray for my love and strength to keep my cipher complete |
Because now I’m the foundation, pacin' |
Thinkin' ironically, I’m in the same situation |
Damn. |
Ironically I’m in the same situation |
You see God, all I’m sayin' is this |
That if at any time you need me I’ll be there in a split |
Just place ya hand on my shoulder, man, and give me a lift |
And take my last breath away with ya heavenly mist |
So if you have to I’d’ve blast out my enemy’s fist |
But it’s alright, I’m prepared for that day |
Nah, I’m not sayin' innocent |
But until I deminish I’ma fight for what I write and I say |
All givin', to my Grand Earth Ruby, that I miss her to death |
And I’ll give her anything for a kiss on the head |
Before I go may I ask you for one more request? |
And Lord please Hav Mercy on everyone else |
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh |
Allah Mathematics |
Tomorrow. |
yeah |
Killa Sin, La the Darkman |
One |
«You're a ghetto boy» (x3) |