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lirik lagu mercy – poetic death

[introduction]

don’t let these mothaf-ckin devils come inbetween yall. they’ll start trying to separate sh-t, or make this sh-t their sh-t, or something that it’s not. yall already got the mothaf-cking plan. build the mothaf-cking plan, keep the team straight, and keep that sh-t g. don’t let these mothaf-ckas come inbetween yall. yall got the power, keep the mothaf-ckin power in your hands. f-ck these n-ggas man, go get it. feel me…

[verse 1]

now what it be like/
i was fifteen/
and scheming on big dreams/
and a father not around/
was nothing new to my community/
i was brought up in a private school/
but i grew up in the ghettos/
where that metal gets to squirting/
cause my mom was always working/
a problem/
and a victim to the public education/
when i lost my understanding/
to a christian regulation/
in the real world/
it wasn’t just the weed that they were selling/
we had alcoholic mixtures/
for the low if you was banging/
then november 22nd/
in the year of twenty 04/
the only father figure i knew/
was just a corpse/
and i was left up in the office/
of my mental broken hearted/
had my brother by my side/
but at the time we wasn’t talking/
to my mom i was a burden/
and my brother he observed it/
i was breaking into houses/
with the homies like i owned it sh-t/
you n-ggas never heard about me/
that same year was introduced/
to that wu-tang cream/
by sixteen i dropped the atma within/
my first album/
with the first set of rappers/
that the movement would be housing/
then egos got to bumping/
cause most of them was fronting/
and seemed to have an issue/
with the youngest member running it/
but f-ck em/
cause life went on/
and i was focused/
by the time i turned eighteen/
had five albums thumping/
but i couldn’t even celebrate/
two days before i graduate/
a tragic accident would take the lives/
of four establishments/
the curse of perris high school/
for all of our sins/
rest in peace my n-gga paul/
for all the sh-t that we did/
rest in peace my n-gga cash/
you’re carried on through our friends/
the homie casper named his child/
after your memory kid/
[we say a prayer for jav and silky/
the agony fades/
as we walk the earth oblivious/
to the end of our days/] [2x]

[verse 2]

we’re living in an era/
where the underground’s a gimmick/
and where a bigger fan base/
gets more respect than your lyrics/
and where the efforts of an individual/
will go unnoticed/
as they ridicule your name/
because your skin ain’t the same/
but back to the story/
i left behind them highschool days/
before i took my -ss to college/
with the hopes to make a change/
that’s a 90 grand investment/
just know that i’m in debt/
when you see me doing favors/
for this camp that i rep/
i had a homie from my childhood/
who bounced because of jealousy/
and i use to have a best friend/
but he chose to join the military/
low and behold/
was left alone on my own/
the year was two thousand eleven/
i came close to going back home/
i got a nine to five/
working at a warehouse/
where a nine to five is burnt out/
and overtime’s expected/
i figured that was it so/
i left the mic to hang up/
and i met my first true love/
so i figured i was stuck/
but then an altercation/
my job had found replacements/
and my girl was cheating on me/
towards the end of our relationship/
i bought a camera/
and i started shooting videos/
on the same day they fired me/
i’m driving up the coast/
then i met my sister vida/
i use to build with mega/
then i met my n-gga papa j./
and brought it all together/
i’ve been knowing gav for six years/
she finally joined the movement/
when no one gave a f-ck about her name/
or knew her music/
shot the vid for “what i do”/
and everything began to change/
that’s when the snakes come out/
they’ll rob you for fame/
this was before the cypher effect/
my sister hit a million/
before a broken complex/
was ever in the picture/
poe was that n-gga/
so how the f-ck you gonna hate on me/
you fabricate the truth/
i’m here to give you the reality/
when rev lost to johnson/
her rep was in the gutter/
so we shot for “give it time”/
and i even met her grandmother/
then we shot for “tragic kingdom”/
that’s when the streets was buzzing/
i brought her back to life/
without a price/
with two videos/
that’s word to vel the wonder/
who to me was like a dove/
but how you gonna try to knock me/
when i shot for “lizzy love”/
and i put you on the map/
i introduced you through the movement/
this ain’t a diss my n-gga/
i’m just speaking on the truth/
and jds was flexing/
so i called him on his bluff/
that’s when self provoked jumped in/
and started to front/
this was november twenty twelve/
i’m six years in the game/
and by the end of february/
he was dissing my name/
so i responded with the facts/
but his fans called it wack/
that’s when i understood/
what nas meant/
when speaking on wax/
my n-gga mothaf-ck the underground/
the pain of the people/
when the beat is reaching deeper/
then the lyrics that you bleed through/
i’m conflicted at the crossroads/
what happened to the music/
have mercy on the souls/
for the sinners living foolish/

[verse 3]

now what it be like/
i finally made the choice to be a general/
recruited individuals/
who focused on the spiritual/
we heard some n-ggas talking/
but we knew it wasn’t literal/
i spoke about atonement/
i ain’t never done subliminals/
before we dropped the legacy/
i tried to keep the peace/
cause i ain’t never gave a f-ck/
about the la scene/
that’s not a shot to the fiends/
i’m just speaking my dreams/
between a body in the hospital/
or making the cream/
my n-gga razor on the one two/
was checking on a n-gga/
cause i was losing sleep/
between the work and the team/
and then i linked with mike st–z/
we was talking over emails/
he told me organized threat/
was sure to prevail/
that’s when i finally saw the difference/
my n-gga this is business/
so take it how you wanna/
mothaf-cka i ain’t trippin/
cause the same people talking sh-t/
had tried to knock the movement/
it’s funny cause they turned around/
and tried to steal our blueprint/
they lack originality/
and they’re lifeless like a casualty/
so instead ima do me/
and focus on the team/
i got the vision of a scholar/
my heart it pumps harder/
and the hunger in my stomach/
is like a father watches daughter/
i’m smarter/
i’ll overcome/
the obstacles before me/
like the gods against the t-tans/
or the pain from all the fallen/
my n-gga f-ck the hating/
just try to relate/
and i ain’t never took a handout/
that i couldn’t create/
but sh-t i’ve help a lot of people/
now some of them are enemies/
who say that i’m a mark/
but they ain’t never done a thing for me/
them n-ggas want the money/
in a box with all the fame/
and i ain’t keeping tabs on em/
cause i’m in a different lane/
yo it’s bigger than the picture/
that they’re painting/
and now a days a fanbase/
will d-ckride without an explanation/
i do this for my mother/
for the pain within my brother/
so if i die tomorrow/
just remember that i love you

- poetic death

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