Nothing, was real, i wanted Something, to feel, so jaded Somehow, they breathe, i'm choking Seek out, release, from love that Another day Another way
Översättning: Mercy Drive. Om.
, over and over My horror story is nearly over I said I'm sorry, but I was sober I beg for mercy from my infernal friend The one that drives the nails
rolls I be jackin You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive
(Timbaland) Hey, I was mean(mean) Before I became a feen I took over the world when they gave me a beep machine And then I made my city jump(jump
(I like you Ronnie) Come here, shorty back it up right over here, baby Back it up right over here Right there, yeah, slow Don't move You got a body on
I walk in (Ay-yay) I won't beg for mercy, mercy I'm not done, I won't beg for mercy, mercy (I won't beg for mercy) Oh no Till I, till I, did it, did
name You've got the power to drive me insane Let's get together, we're jumping all over All over the world Everybody Jumping all over the world I've
over, damn he's right there It's over, it's over Hey, yo, who the fuck is that? It's over, run, it's over, run It's over, it's over All science addicts
Can you picture my specific plan to be the man in this wicked land Under handed hits are planned, scams are plotted over grams of rock Undercover agents
this big ass, conglomerate called Death Row Snoop motherfuckin' Dogg, Tha Doggfather And who he comin' through right now, Makaveli the Don Feel this, Killuminati Lord have mercy
foul play Want them of love all the way, and no foul play Want them of love and not the negative way RZA want no drive-by car, then we will see about
verse one lord have mercy, father help us all since you supplied your phone number, i can't help but call time for action, conversatin, we relaxin,
He went all over town, drinking and a-balling Got some girl pregnant, when he was still a teen Working at McDonalds and pumping gasoline Driving that
's all on me. And as long as they keep pouring 'em y'all we ain't gonna leave. Well good God almighty there's a party in here, and Lord have mercy I'
Newspaper boy makin' his rounds Spreadin' the word all over town Drivin' his car just as fast as it will go There's papers in the driveway, papers in
wanna drive you out of your mind I wanna watch your face when you reach that place That you could ever find I wanna make you scream for mercy (Make you scream for mercy
