Have Mercy
[Verse]
My words are lethal weapons, I keep on aiming to your head
I just want recognition, get a lot of hate instead
I'm fly like jet, I'm trying to be the biggest independent rapper in this bitch, once my daddy said
"You wanna get the money and the power? Keep on working hard, forget about parties and the other shit, you won't regret
I'm getting bread, the other shit is meaningless, the hobbies gonna tie a rope around your fucking neck
Go pass me Jack, I used to know a man who chose to build the castles in the air and every time he went to bed
His eyes were red, he cried a lot of tears every evening, all because he didn't have the cash for kids
There was no day that made 'em fed
And once he woke up with a fucking hard decision
He decided to create a gang from kids, he must have been imprisoned
He had a reason, for me he looked just like a savior
But fucking pigs were not agree with this, they tried to find the keys to the hearts of kids, break 'em hard and piss
The youngest youngin that was thuggin' kept on bloggin', sellin' drugs and liftin' iron fist
They had a double agent in these streets
That guy done wished to sell CDs, of course, nobody sees when they released
He tried to snatch a drug dealer dream, a giant bag fulfilled with dollar bills
There was a fight between MCs and real G's, and the result is murderous as fuck, most of them got killed
Fuck the peace sign, the town was separated on the two sides
One standing for the peace sign and the pig side
Another one is A-reversed, not everybody had a wish to join
The half a year passed, and lots of buildings were destroyed
You know, my sonny, everything does happen for a reason
That daddy lost a will to life, became a drug addict
And once he shot a cop eleven times, immediately being added
To the Most Wanted list, and now he's feeding ratties
Yeah, this is a true story
He just wanted to become a part of world that filled with glory
But way to fame is filled with broken glasses, money covered in the blood and drugs and alcohol, I must be sorry
I'm telling such horrible shit to you, my only kid
Remember: world is dangerous, beware but don't be scared
Say fuck to problems, youngin, I know you deserve the best!"
Yeah!
And lots of years have passed since my father told me this and opened my eyes wide
I'm standing on the roof with a bottle made of glass
This fucking grass is always greener on the other side
That doesn't mean I leave my native town, I ain't gonna lie
I'm raising it to prosperity, we're gonna break it down
The new heaven is coming soon, and I'll wear the crown
Haters keep on calling to me, but I press decline
Standing at the top of life, yeah, the world is fucking mine!
[Outro: DJ 187]
Congratulations. You have made it. You have listened to the whole extended play of Mr. Krane, "The Untitled EP". Good boy. But you have a chance to become even a better boy. Just put that shit on replay, you, fucking prick!