Tricky Stewart - No Mercy lyrics

[Hook - The Dream] There's no mercy on me No crying myself to sleep No mercy on me Nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me Good morning reality Will I wake? We'll never know I'm late for my date with destiny Let me go Let me go You've got to let me go Right or wrong Let me go I'm on my path Let me go [Verse 1 - T.I] My mama loved me more than I do She said you pap was jus like you Trapped in a vicious cycle Jesus youngest disciple Tell the judge if he throwed the book at me Make it the bible Start calling myself the king For lack of a better title Loyal beyond belief to my detriment It's so vital I change or blow opportunities Like a choir recital Now while I do not care who telling Meanwhile selling powder puts food in the bellies Well it's unfortunate The orphanage couldn't keep up the mortgages Kid go to school stupid they teachers ignoring it Sorta just doomed, forced into being a goon, selling kush in a jar Mixing up the tar in a balloon Consumed with the same way of life I left Everything I know now learned by myself All you see are the whips The Maseratis Ferraris So they don't sympathise Don't nobody feel sorry No mercy [Hook - The Dream] There's no mercy on me No crying myself to sleep No mercy on me Nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me Good morning reality Will I wake? We'll never know I'm late for my date with destiny Let me go Let me go You've got to let me go Right or wrong Let me go I'm on my path Let me go [Verse 2 - T.I] Everybody's standing and waiting an they're hating Gospels say they should forgive me They'd rather hand me to satan Blatant displays the day of hypocrisy Boy you got to be kidding Could it be possibly the second coming of Pac is me? Remember That When he was here And when he died you realised you need him here God with me partner Ain't no one for me to fear Hindsight 20/20 Future not as clear But I'm a rider till I die Put bullets 'tween my eye I just ask that I can make my peace with god and say goodbye f** up the world like Lady Di On the day he died His wife and sons and daughters know that every day he tried To be a better person nah they wanted better verses They could market to the merchants But when they closed curtains You could be for certain ain't nobody perfect But when you're rich nobody gives a sh** No Mercy