Mercy Lyrics

I just wish you could be standing where I'm standing right now
And feel what that feels because then you would know somethin
That you don't know, mister prosecutor, mercy

Life's about decisions and the choices you were given
While traveling through, the actual system while living
Gods for the path are often found in religion
But you can't be as ... as a prophet in the scriptures
Everyday problems that plague the average nigga
Would make peaceful peace in stone cold killers
Life's full of riddles I supose,
But I ain't tryina be riddle of hoes over jurian hoes
But what about the times when acid is eating your stomach lining
And your only option for cash is grinding
I know this ain't in line with what you consider divine
It's be consider me a product of my environment
Considering, I could have been killin for my survival
I could never judge a man for choosin a criminal life though
The courts may judge us, and throw us to fire
Only god can truly judgement your molest on final trial
If a nigga had to hustle just to feed my mouth
Don't judge me, find out what my heart is about
So ff a nigga had to hustle just to feed my mouth
Don't judge me, find out what my heart is about
And have mercy

[Chorus]
Call the crossroads, call for may day
You gotta be out there somewhere Call me crazy, but I'm out there
What do I care?
Maybe they can't see and they don't know
Maybe they won't know, yeah, yeah
I know you're out there somewhere
I hear you calling

These are the tales of the righteous shit ratchet
Children and gods are living life and it's precious
Have mercy oh lord please help us
People like little dip the sky from the shelter
Debra came to this shelter, as a fiend
Who have prosecutted the body for crack cocaine
She said about the past, she was ashame of plans
Changing to the kids in custody of the state
The director noticed the steps and progress made
She moved out and later returned as a registered aid
So my question is, debra somebody subject to flames
Cause she fights that demon inside every day, have mercy!

[Chorus]
Call the crossroads, call for may day
You gotta be out there somewhere
Call me crazy, but I'm out there
What do I care?
Maybe they can't see and they don't know
Maybe they won't know, yeah, yeah
I know you're out there somewhere
I hear you calling

Have mercy, have mercy on my soul, oh
Have mercy, have heart, have love, have mercy
Have heart, have mind, have money
Ever see on my soul yeah
Tryina make it, but lost in the storm
Have mercy! Have mercy!

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