LIL SCRAPPY Song Lyrics

Album:
"Bred 2 Die - Born 2 Live"

1) I'm Back
2) Touching Everything
3) Money In The Bank
4) Been A Boss
5) Gangsta Gangsta
6) Livin' In The Projects
7) Baby Daddy
8) Police
9) Like Me
10) Lord Have Mercy
11) Oh Yeah (Work)

Album:
"More Songs"

1) F.I.L.A. (Forever I Love Atlanta)

Album:
"The King Of Crunk & BME Recordings Present: Lil Scrappy"

1) Crank It
2) What The Fuck
3) Head Bussa
4) No Problem
5) Be Real
6) Neva Eva
7) Get Some Crunk In Yo System
8) Weakest Link
9) Bitch Niggaz
10) Some Cut
11) Gone

LIL SCRAPPY
BRED 2 DIE - BORN 2 LIVE

Lord Have Mercy

[Intro:]
Dear lord,
Hope you can look, deep into my heart,
N no dat I mean gud, n can forgive me for all my sins

G's up
It's a g thang
Yo' moda fuckas no me mayne
G's up
It's a g thang
(eeeaaayyyy) B.M.E

[Chorus:]
Lord hav mercy on me,
Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g
If dey is please save a spot fo me
I dun wan ta burn

I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me
Ridin around wit my strap on me
Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me
I dun wanna burn
No, no

[Verse 1:]
Dear lord, dis a letter to you
A young nigga hurt n I dun no wat to do
I try to live life rite but des cowas be hatin
It's like everywer I go I run in-to satan
Im on dis earth, with a blessin an a curse
Just tinkin how we live
Da ridin hurts
Even do yu no' me,
Ever since I was birth
I'm innocent till you judge me and den cum fis
N I aint tryn ta burn lord cuz das da worse
Forgive me fo backsliding on the rock fo da thirst
I knew it was wrong got ta snatchn da perse
But it was cold outside culdnt afford a shirt
Yeh I wan-na go to church
But I can't be faithful
I'm always doin shows but you no' dat I'm grateful
I turn weak fo da fruit cuz it be tasteful
I dun-no how in da world I can ever repay you

[Chorus:]
Lord hav mercy on me,
Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g
If dey is please save a spot fo me
I dun wan ta burn

I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me
Ridin around wit my strap on me
Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me
I dun wanna burn
No, no

[Verse 2:]
Eeeeyyyy Chris can you sit yo lil ass down my nigga
Dammm, I caint even rite ta god, ssshhhit
Dear lord I tank yu for lukin out fo my fam
Even my lil broda who dun give a dam
You see my lil sista dun got preg yet
N my moma actin crazy n aint change-in
N I pray, that you keep my pops preachin
Cuz if he aint around deres nobody teachin
N please keep my baby-mom-a from bitchin
Excuse my language lord but is always friction
I wana thank you for blessin me wit my lil girl
But please give me the powa to fite da whole world
Cuz I swear on u dat if dey touch my kid
I'ma be sittin down writin to you again, (I swear)

[Chorus:]
Lord hav mercy on me,
Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g
If dey is please save a spot fo me
I dun wan ta burn

I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me
Ridin around wit my strap on me
Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me
I dun wanna burn
No, no

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