Pity, pity, pity Miss Kitty Have a little mercy on me Well, pity, pity, pity, Miss Kitty Won?t you set my poor heart free? You know Johnny B. Goode and
blocks and G's with glocks Young thug niggas with rocks Everyday and night 'cause ain't nuthin' changed Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang Lord have mercy
m about to put it down, it's only one way to do it Only one way, check it out, check it out [Verse 1] Dust kicker, quick to twist a nigga up in knots Never miss
Give me like half a marathon I'll give you the gospel of St. John Hits me like a wake up bomb 'Cause we both know that His mercy flows In the morning
, I'm sorry' Lord have mercy on me Oh yeah! (guitar & instrumental) Wow! Yeah! (Oh, yeah!) Well, I know you're gon' miss me Baby, when I'm dead
deux, trois, quatre... Na na na na na na na na... Have a nice day, the same to you What time baby? 9 o'clock Gonna have a good time? I miss you How
Had to hurry on his way But he waved bye bye Ladies don't you cry I'll be back again some day Ooh, mercy What should I say, miss? Beaucoup Frosty
Oh Lord, have mercy One, two, three, four Ooo, killer I hit the highway A tough life barely sixteen No Angel Mercy Coming down to save the soul of me
from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling It's way about 1,000 miles a day Take one last look behind Commit this to memory and mind And don't miss
em all, ain't no peace. Strapped with heat on thugs, I roll with the nines, it's time to get with ya. Bet I won't miss ya, bullet hit ya. Better hope
come follow me Journey off in my world, all boys and girls Welcome to the land of T.H.U.G.S. It's the start of a new millenium And we on a mission, rappin
'm in your vision Every time you see the thug line I'm on the front line I love mine I'm tellin' you now We on a mission with no mercy, wanna know how
Every time you see the thug line I'm on the front line I love mine I'm tellin' you now We on a mission with no mercy Wanna know how bad we wan't it? Just
' for you Thinkin' to get you, nigga wig-split you What a pretty full blue moon On the streets to get bodies soon And I thought that we miss you Every
passenger, hurry and fasten your seatbelt 'Cause I'm about to start broadcastin' The words of wisdom, so turn up the system Loud and clear, I don't want no one to miss
In death, you face life with a child and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls You're a soldier of mercy, and you're cold and you curse
In our sleep there's more to this nightmare Will she beg for your mercy? Slowly but sure, I'm hoping what comes And in the absence of love At night she
in our sleep there's more to this night where will she beg for your mercy? slowly but sure, im hoping what comes in the absence of night, she'll kick