Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ Swizz Beatz
Album:  Blank Face LP
Song:   Lord Have Mercy
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
Preacher told me don't set trip on a Sunday
Oh-ahh
Knowin' damn well that there'll get you laid Monday
Oh-ahh, uhh

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz + ScHoolboy Q]
Lord have mercy
Please Heaven's mercy
Lord have mercy
Please Heaven's mercy
Na-na-na na-na na-na

[ScHoolboy Q]
Never ever, ever ever, get caught tellin' on my niggas
I'm a gangbanger, deadbeat father and drug dealer
When the money and fame gone, tell me who stayin' with ya
Runnin' from God's creation
Shakin' these broken hands and, meetin' with blank faces
Snake eyes keepin' my back achin'
Dirty habits of rappin' and bein' savage
Still hangin' with niggas that can't do nothin' but cause damage
Guess I'm bein' a real nigga like I'm 'posed to be
But bein' real never once bought the groceries
And, Top told me keep rappin', you'll make it hopefully
And hope was all that I needed, dreamin' myself to work
This workin' affair was better than bullet holes in my shirt (right)
The demons hate when you make it and stay alive
They'd rather see me down under than see me fly
Lord have mercy!

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] + (ScHoolboy Q)
Lord have mercy (woo!)
Please Heaven's mercy (yo)
Lord have mercy (mercy)
Please Heaven's mercy
They say I was a wanted man, a wanted man
Runnin' with my gun in hand, gun in hand
They don't wanna see the wanted man, the wanted man
Comin' through with the gun in hand, the gun in hand
Damn, Lord have mercy