| 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) |