Mercy - Lil Yee, E-40, Lil Pete

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