power has been witnessed upon my page From Martin Luther's "dream", to Hitler's psycho rage What's more powerful, the brain or a twelve gauge? The words I speak have
by the F.B.I. for transport of Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for me
The rope that's wrapped around me Is cutting through my skin And the doubts that have surrounded me Are finding their way in I keep it close to me, like
like me you know No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold Nothing satisfies me but your soul O, Death O, Death Wont you spare me over 'til another year Wont you spare me
Can you help me? Have mercy doctor please My teeth are a fright, got a huge overbite Numb me, drill me, floss me, bill me You jab at my nerve endings
for sure It's the top of the range clubs about to close Follow me to my crib, come without your clothes Most girls are happy wit a rose She rather have
and change me Out of ashes make me whole Lift me up and recreate me And help me overcome myself, lead me from hell Lift me up, lead me from this place
now, get wild similar to Ol' Dirty On third time felon just hit with over 30 No worries, style have 'em so thirsty First degree heats are quittin' on me Cold turkey, no mercy
glad that I can say I told you so [ guitar ] When you miss the happiness you'll never find Think of me each time the bitter teardrops flow But you have no mercy
run anymore Kicks is a hundred or more A man in front of the store, beggin' for money and mercy I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me
hundred or more (Verse 4: Common) A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me Niggaz
He got his from the street Told me "little nigga don't be like me"(like me) yes I didn't listen no disrespecting he (now back to me)It's kind of sad
mere mortal Zulu man is like a sex machine Lawd have mercy Fierce upon de rhythm and de gal push back Yes yeah all now Zulu man upon de track Lightyears
ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangster party Now give me 50 feet, the fleet is not my destiny Release me to the streets and keep whatever's left of me
guarded, heavy irons put on me. Court martial, court martial, they held upon me And the sentence passed upon me, three hundred and three. May the lord have mercy
saw with my own eyes could not have been more real I saw upon three crosses three men in agony Two cried out for mercy and the third man he looked at
goes bang I'm talkin street slang I'm reppin Flipmode Plus I'm doing my thang On the side We won't let it ride Nigga don't hide (Lord Have Mercy) Landlord
the frame The earth and worms both have a claim Oh death Oh death Won't you spare me over til another year My mother came to my bed Place a cold towel upon
