Woorden:
Mother Of Mercy Inside And Out

is sex drugs and rock n' roll, rap and liquor, flockin' hoes Got the drop and I lock and load Haters can fuck off, flee with ya tough talk, this is no mercy

out as a beginner Entered the criminal lifestyle became a sinner I make my money and vacate, evade prison Went from the chosen one to outcast, unforgiven And all the Hennessy and

Stumbled across an old green box in my granddaddy's house Inside was a cross, some old dog tags, and a picture of when he was shipping out. So I showed

old friend of mine The blood became alive When I was trapped inside And I can feel the dark passenger coming My mother's blood and mine Uniquely intertwined

a failure, her mother was a comfort to a doctor And lawyer and Indian chief, the shirt ran out of buttons He lost all his marbles at a baseball game and

all those years You cover up the cruelty They built so carefully for all those years Spit on mother nature When you yearn and cry out her name And cry out

guest I yawned in great pretence And took the proffered bowl of water heated up and washed And sipped my coffee in its tiny cup And then with much "merci-ing" and bowing and

killers, well-trained Millions of people stand dead at their feet Begging for mercy denied Breathing pollution and slaving to eat They're humans but empty inside Rise out

back might damage her Who's this here, state my facts, And react and saturate brains with a plate of hot wax Intertwining, Combining and aligning, shining