LORD.HELL.MERCY

By D’Shaun

On 7eventape

Released on August 28, 2024

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[Verse 1]

What's up with niggas, mama

You know I usually try to skip the drama

I guess it's time for another reminder

I put that shit beside us, never put it behind us

I just put it in the bars like Rikers

Around the city, I'm your highness

Smokin' on the finest

You'll have to find us just to try us

We ain't hidin', uh

We deep as bikers, uh

That's why they don't like us, uh

Off is how they write us, uh

In the field, just mic'd up

Still spit the sickest shit

Spittin' gingivitis

My blues and reds never vote for Trump nor a Biden

I'm not just a citizen

Laws I'm not abiding

You boys is civilians

Pedestrian crossin

I throw it up high

Money Fall on hoes like August

Smokin' on his hеadband

Obsessed with this ballin

July 4th, balloons

How my nigga we bе poppin'

And we just chart the album

These niggas can't stop him


[Hook]

Lord, Hell, Mercy

Bitches just curtsy

I ever go broke, I jack son like Percy

Lord, Hell, Mercy

Eastside birthed me

I'ma rep the gang

Till that man close the curtains

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, have mercy

I ever tell a lie

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, have mercy

It's all said and done

They gon' hang a nigga jersey

Lord, hail mercy

I said, Lord, hail mercy

Lord, hail mercy


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[Verse 2]

Me and the guys, uh

Lord of the flies, uh

But our demise, uh

Won't be televised, uh

Nah, but really, uh

Govern shit in the city, uh

Government, rules and envy, uh

They even had killed a piggy

I just load proverbial flips

And then I empty them like a semi

I got dimes up off my thoughts

Ain't give a fuck about no pennies

Made more dollars than the scholars

Got more land than you realty

Plus, I'm Captain Underpants

Write it like Dave Pilkey, uh

What more can I say

Police the air here like TSA

R.Y.L. became the DBA

While y'all was inboxing bitches

Tryna get a TBH

We whip the pot until we beat the brakes

We pressed them pills

So they created shake

That shit gave me the shakes

But something had to shake

My biggest play, a couple K-Packs

At that Steak 'n Shake

Was tryna make a play

And they know how we play

It's either Deal or No Deal

Just like Howie play

You either leave with what you came

Or leave with what I bring ya

You can't diss the shit I claim

Boy, you best use your brain

I'm ten toes to lift me from my spot

You'll need a crane

I been Holdin' I'm from Texas

Bitch, I do my thing

Never hatin'

I pray all you niggas do the same

She play with the powder

Watch Snowfall like Franklin Saint

Rest in peace to BTB

Savage how I break the bank

Pourin' up that Easter Pink

Rest in peace to DJ Screw

Rest in peace to 7 though

Know he screamin' "DA DA DOE"

Know we move like dominoes

Know I'm down, my niggas down

Know I stand, my niggas stand

They won't ever set us down

See em' lookin' at us now

In the paint, not backin' down

It's gon' be a circus

When we crash into you fuckin' clowns

Bitches built like Churchill downs

Gotta keep them hoes around

Gotta keep them poles around

Round here know, it's goin' down

San Antone my only town

7-8, my only block

Really from the bity

Y'all be bangin' boys that know they not

Know I bust this Glock out of the whip

Until my shoulder pop

Bad as hell in school

Was changin' grades inside my folders AH

Bitch, bad as hell

Color cream inside a Folgers

Can't work retail

I ain't never folding

Call her 24 hours

Cause them legs never closing

She in Southern California

Know I'm ballin' like a Trojan

And she right next to that ocean

With that ocean, I just float in

I can't bring my lil' bro

If he cannot get that pole in

Everybody got sticks

You'll think the Verse is Poland

Man, I'm really from the sticks

With barbarians like Conan

This 40 is my bitches it's on my waist

Just like we slow dance

But we practice poly

You could kiss it, you want romance

A pipe and a cane

My dog move like a old man

Sauce said 'trap, or die'

He was really like the Snowman

For real


[Hook]

Lord, Hell, Mercy

Bitches just curtsy

I ever go broke, I jack son like Percy

Lord, Hell, Mercy

Eastside birthed me

I'ma rep the gang (Lord Hail,)

Till that man close the curtains

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, have mercy

I ever tell a lie

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, hail mercy

Lord, have mercy

It's all said and done

They gon' hang a

LORD HELL MERCY

Lord, hail mercy

I said, Lord, hail mercy

Lord, hail mercy


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