Sean Price - Lord Have Mercy lyrics

(Verse 1 – Hit-Boy) Lord have mercy, I ain’t showing no mercy Murderous thoughts since I made 20 off my first beat Before Hit was, nervous on stage at Bercy Clique shoes, the game tried to do me dirty HS87 look at the back of my jersey We closing in on a opposition thirty I’m on my shift early throwing ingridients in a sauce…whipping House Of Hits from head to toe Just to pop off, dripping Aquafina water with the top off, get it? Me and Quentin, both lucky Our clique name end with a 7 Amazing how they letting s**t this good going old Making me more focus F**k em we ball (Chorus – Quentin Miller) Lord have mercy, I ain’t showing no mercy At the HTAL3 the price 1-3-1-7 I put it first and HS87 tighter than virgins (Verse 2 – Quentin Miller) We both rap but I’m the better version Not ashamed that…came with insurance Lord have mercy, I ain’t showing no mercy Hats, snares and kicks from Hit You can’t sleep forever, I let you rest You girl thought about me and said better yet counting for every step I hit the track and turn it to Grand Theft Five stars, my bars they can’t catch me Turned down a lot of your favourite rappers I don’t need nobody, I wouldn’t lie You ain’t heard nobody that brought it to you in this fashion Since Push from way back when Ask him where the ticket, we taxing Ask Cas we taxing We had to take the game, f**k asking They thought that they could get rid of me actually I’m hearing they got to live off me actually Lord have mercy, can’t let em relax me No mercy ni**a it’s a wrap man (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 3 – Price) I’m heaven sent, never been scared of s**t Taught me Presidents on me, presidential don’t need a car key Bip bip Speaking of car keys, don’t you start me, get off me Soon as you said we that’s where you lost me, hoo So don’t a**ociate me with the broke and You nothing close to greatness you supposed to hate me Lord have mercy I’m stuck in this s**t While you was stuck to a b**h, I stuck to the script Free my mind, got on the grind and put my trust in my clique Me and my peep went over time there ain’t no luck with the s**ts Lord have mercy With the first week I’m from where ni**as get DP’d if they..with My new shawty got more a** than church seats I came with Miller I ain’t talking bout Percy 23 roses in the club don’t let em search me You verse me you just a earthling I’m a God you never heard me Fall back (Repeat Chorus)