X-Raided - Lord Have Mercy lyrics

If I gotta burn in fire Feel the flames For my loved ones to excel in this game Then let it burn Let it burn As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the Lord that my soul he keeps Nobody weeps when a G dies But like Maya Angelou still we rise Mama tried to keep me home at night But despite her attempts I hung with the macks and the pimps Sidin' with the Rip's Not cuz I like blue if you like red I did it cuz I never did like you And it said the good die young I don't recognize myself what have I become? Can you tell me why am I headed for a dead end? Why I got another dead friend? Why they surround me- dead men? Everywhere I look right and left Flip another page in the book of life and d**h It's comin'- I feel it breathin' down my back It got me runnin' Grim Reap ain't cuttin' no slack What can I do where can I go Lord forgive me for all I did cuz I didn't know And when my heart beats it's last tick Somebody sat these three words in my casket: Lord have mercy [Hook] Lord forgive me for all the wrong that I did All of the pain that I inflicted as a kid On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me I was only a child so Lord have mercy Forgive me for all the wrong that I've done All of the pain I inflicted when I was young On Judgement Day consider this before you curse me I was only a child so Lord have mercy Should I die before I wake Don't shed a tear Mama cuz I finally escaped No more drama no more blood sweat and tears No more pressure from my peers And no more fears I rest in peace- how long will it last Fore I have to answer for what I did in the past Illin' - willin' and dealin' cops always after me I call it survival and you call it misanthropy But let the record reflect circumstances were suspect But you couldn't care less- mann While I struggle to survive You turned your eyes- plugged your up ears Ignored my cries Now Ms. America sayin' we scarin' her But she can give me Liberty or d**h- I'm darin' her Either one'll set me free- that's all I wanna be But that ain't what y'all wanna see You'd rather see me k**in' up my own in the ghetto Or sellin' blow to anybody Black, Brown, or Yellow But forget that- I'm tryin' to get my head right Even if it mean I gotta get dead tonight Lord have mercy forgive me [Hook] Forgive me for the blood that his body bled And all the tears that his Mommy shed Book says 'Thou Shalt Not k**' But I done seen more blood spilled Than the vets on Hamburger Hill- it's real Post War Syndrome- went to see my homie But his Mama told me that the homie been gone Everytime I turn around it be another body on the ground With fresh gunshot wounds but he didn't hear a sound When he came out the room Nobody told him he would be dead so soon But the gauge went boom Ms. America I know you got a cure for AIDS But we need a cure for Raid who on a rampage Can you feel it- the tensions in the air thick Hate got me so high I'm gettin' airsick Got my people broke lookin for a buck to borrow Doin it one day at a time f** your sorrow f** tommorrow I want revenge I got a Beretta named Vendetta Time to answer for your sin- man When you meet your creator- tell him I apologize But I gotta ride Lord have mercy forgive me... [Hook]