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Lord Have Mercy

This song is by Backbone and appears on the album Concrete Law (2001).

Original video
One time

SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac
Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villains don't die
Won't try to fight this feelin, this concrete thang

It - thrillin niggas, it's killin' for nothin'
Meanin, niggas is livin for less, I guess
That I'm bring it to ya like it I-S
The rest your 'sposed to know
See crime, that get'cha time, to the do' slick

When you hit 'em, get 'em
but keep yo' name up out they system
Cuz that there could sho' fuck up the rhythm of thangs
Called up, charge it to the game
No your sittin downtown tryin' to explain

Simple-n-plain, but they ain't finna be listenin
You pretrial detain to yo' co-sentencing (uh-huh)
This situation keep ya tied in a knot
Lord have mercy on the SWAT's

Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that pay me
But that's the only chain I'm gon' see

Lord have mercy, on me
I'm doin the best that I can
But it's hard in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya understand?

I done seen these same, lil-bitty niggas squeeze
Lil-bitty triggers, now these (Uh-huh)
Lil-bitty niggas is, lil-bitty killers (uh-huh)
Couldn'ta been no more than thirteen (uh-huh)
Supplyin fiends, shorties strictly stressin dirty (what?)

I sit on the porch and watch 'em FLEE from the police
But the nighttime blind, and ain't no eyes on the streets (Shhh)
First Law of the Concrete
Better, never ever repeat, nothin ya seen (Uh-unh)

He said he had to make a killin (Uh-huh)
That's how it go whodi, ride and take a livin fo' sho'
He say he kill and kill again, he'll kick in the do' (Yea-ah)
Keep the lick, he trick a milli into mo' (Yeah)

Nobody wit him, he so low, when he creep through (uh-huh)
Ride a glass Cheverolet, damn near see-through
But they all fall, cuz he learnt to walk
But he, never learnt to crawl, have mercy Lord

Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that pay me
But that's the only chain I'm gon' see

Lord have mercy, on me
I'm doin the best that I can
But it's hard in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya understand?

I get it in, I put the chamber under yo' chin
I play to win, stingy, I don't have no air to lend
I'm standin still, talkin 'bout I'm grill
Cee-Lo Seville and steel real
Only millimeters away from my meal

Mighty knife, just enough not inconsiderate ice
Your contemplatin', contestin', please consider it twice
Cuz I'm connected with the guy left after the drop of a dime
Or roll or roll down a bat, wonder what blow your mind

I'm heavyweight and Front Street Skeet
Got the snorters geeked-up
and they keep runnin back to the plate
We get it on, get it out the pot
Get on the block, and get it gone

Raised up out of the factories and then we sit it chrome
Ya won't show, get out doors even if it's ice cold
And slice O's as the dice rolls, shit
And may Lord have mercy on your hustlin-ass soul

Lord have mercy, on me
I'm doin the best that I can
But it's hard in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya understand?

Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that pay me
But that's the only chain I'm gon' see

Lord have mercy, on me
I'm doin the best that I can
But it's hard in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya understand?

Written by:

Brandon Bennett / Rick Barnett / Joi Gilliam Wikipedia16 / Cee Lo Green / Slic Patna

Featured artists:

Cee Lo Green

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