My second lyrical rhyme. Holla @ a girl sometime!
Beggin 4 Mercy
How you gonna go around
with your mouth hung open
and your jaw draggin the ground
A girl put you in ur place, holla Christianite
my boy, forever, peace.
Oh no I ain’t done wit you yet
Get your weak ass back here before I break
ya neck
Gotta tell you something
So listen good.
You ain’t the only one who is misunderstood
Been lied about cheated on, hated by the cops
He gave you everything, but you ain’t givin Him NO props
Betta get up and get gone before your day be a comin its gonna be on
Betta dust ya self off and do right cuz your gonna be runnin
Jump that fence, hide those drugs, you done living your life as a
thug?
Go to the otha side, you’ll find what you were lookin for, a open door
where you can go, forever, and ever n ever..more.
Look around ya, what do you see? A world wrapped up in controversy?
I can’t tell you how to live your life, that’s your right
I’m obligated to tell you what to do about your strife.
Holla to all who b gettin right, holla to all those who be missin out on life
Holla do the dealers, the addicts, the poor
Holla to the pimps, the strippers, the whores
Holla to the daddies, the baby’s mamas, the grandma
The broker, the intern, the governor, the officer of da law.
All of ya’ll the same, same blood, different name, bought with a price
this ain’t no game, betta fess up b4 you go down in flames.

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