Poetic Death Lyrics
"MERCY"

[INTRODUCTION]

Don't let these mothafuckin Devils come inbetween yall. They'll start trying to separate shit, or make this shit their shit, or something that it's not. Yall already got the mothafucking plan. Build the mothafucking plan, keep the team straight, and keep that shit G. Don't let these mothafuckas come inbetween yall. Yall got the power, keep the mothafuckin power in your hands. Fuck these niggas man, go get it. Feel me...

[VERSE 1]

Now what it be like/
I was fifteen/
And scheming on big dreams/
And a father not around/
Was nothing new to my community/
I was brought up in a private school/
But I grew up in the ghettos/
Where that metal gets to squirting/
Cause my mom was always working/
A problem/
And a victim to the public education/
When I lost my understanding/
To a Christian regulation/
In the real world/
It wasn't just the weed that they were selling/
We had alcoholic mixtures/
For the low if you was banging/
Then November 22nd/
In the year of twenty 04/
The only father figure I knew/
Was just a corpse/
And I was left up in the office/
Of my mental broken hearted/
Had my brother by my side/
But at the time we wasn't talking/
To my mom I was a burden/
And my brother he observed it/
I was breaking into houses/
With the homies like I owned it shit/
You niggas never heard about me/
That same year was introduced/
To that Wu-Tang Cream/
By sixteen I dropped The Atma Within/
My first album/
With the first set of rappers/
That the Movement would be housing/
Then egos got to bumping/
Cause most of them was fronting/
And seemed to have an issue/
With the youngest member running it/
But fuck em/
Cause life went on/
And I was focused/
By the time I turned eighteen/
Had five albums thumping/
But I couldn't even celebrate/
Two days before I graduate/
A tragic accident would take the lives/
Of four establishments/
The curse of Perris High School/
For all of our sins/
Rest in peace my nigga Paul/
For all the shit that we did/
Rest in peace my nigga Cash/
You're carried on through our friends/
The homie Casper named his child/
After your memory kid/
[We say a prayer for Jav and Silky/
The agony fades/
As we walk the earth oblivious/
To the end of our days/] [2x]

[VERSE 2]

We're living in an era/
Where the underground's a gimmick/
And where a bigger fan base/
Gets more respect than your lyrics/
And where the efforts of an individual/
Will go unnoticed/
As they ridicule your name/
Because your skin ain't the same/
But back to the story/
I left behind them highschool days/
Before I took my ass to college/
With the hopes to make a change/
That's a 90 grand investment/
Just know that I'm in debt/
When you see me doing favors/
For this camp that I rep/
I had a homie from my childhood/
Who bounced because of jealousy/
And I use to have a best friend/
But he chose to join the military/
Low and behold/
Was left alone on my own/
The year was two thousand eleven/
I came close to going back home/
I got a nine to five/
Working at a warehouse/
Where a nine to five is burnt out/
And overtime's expected/
I figured that was it so/
I left the mic to hang up/
And I met my first true love/
So I figured I was stuck/
But then an altercation/
My job had found replacements/
And my girl was cheating on me/
Towards the end of our relationship/
I bought a camera/
And I started shooting videos/
On the same day they fired me/
I'm driving up the coast/
Then I met my sister Vida/
I use to build with Mega/
Then I met my nigga Papa J./
And brought it all together/
I've been knowing Gav for six years/
She finally joined the movement/
When no one gave a fuck about her name/
Or knew her music/
Shot the vid for "What I Do"/
And everything began to change/
That's when the snakes come out/
They'll rob you for fame/
This was before The Cypher Effect/
My sister hit a million/
Before a broken complex/
Was ever in the picture/
Poe was that nigga/
So how the fuck you gonna hate on me/
You fabricate the truth/
I'm here to give you the reality/
When Rev lost to Johnson/
Her rep was in the gutter/
So we shot for "Give It Time"/
And I even met her grandmother/
Then we shot for "Tragic Kingdom"/
That's when the streets was buzzing/
I brought her back to life/
Without a price/
With two videos/
That's word to Vel The Wonder/
Who to me was like a dove/
But how you gonna try to knock me/
When I shot for "Lizzy Love"/
And I put you on the map/
I introduced you through The Movement/
This ain't a diss my nigga/
I'm just speaking on the truth/
And JDS was flexing/
So I called him on his bluff/
That's when Self Provoked jumped in/
And started to front/
This was November twenty twelve/
I'm six years in the game/
And by the end of February/
He was dissing my name/
So I responded with the facts/
But his fans called it wack/
That's when I understood/
What Nas meant/
When speaking on wax/
My nigga mothafuck the underground/
The pain of the people/
When the beat is reaching deeper/
Then the lyrics that you bleed through/
I'm conflicted at the crossroads/
What happened to the music/
Have mercy on the souls/
For the sinners living foolish/

[VERSE 3]

Now what it be like/
I finally made the choice to be a General/
Recruited individuals/
Who focused on the spiritual/
We heard some niggas talking/
But we knew it wasn't literal/
I spoke about Atonement/
I ain't never done subliminals/
Before we dropped The Legacy/
I tried to keep the peace/
Cause I ain't never gave a fuck/
About the LA scene/
That's not a shot to the fiends/
I'm just speaking my dreams/
Between a body in the hospital/
Or making the cream/
My nigga Razor on the one two/
Was checking on a nigga/
Cause I was losing sleep/
Between the work and the team/
And then I linked with Mike Steez/
We was talking over emails/
He told me Organized Threat/
Was sure to prevail/
That's when I finally saw the difference/
My nigga this is business/
So take it how you wanna/
Mothafucka I ain't trippin/
Cause the same people talking shit/
Had tried to knock The Movement/
It's funny cause they turned around/
And tried to steal our blueprint/
They lack originality/
And they're lifeless like a casualty/
So instead Ima do me/
And focus on the team/
I got the vision of a scholar/
My heart it pumps harder/
And the hunger in my stomach/
Is like a father watches daughter/
I'm smarter/
I'll overcome/
The obstacles before me/
Like the Gods against the Titans/
Or the pain from all the fallen/
My nigga fuck the hating/
Just try to relate/
And I ain't never took a handout/
That I couldn't create/
But shit I've help a lot of people/
Now some of them are enemies/
Who say that I'm a mark/
But they ain't never done a thing for me/
Them niggas want the money/
In a box with all the fame/
And I ain't keeping tabs on em/
Cause I'm in a different lane/
Yo it's bigger than the picture/
That they're painting/
And now a days a fanbase/
Will dickride without an explanation/
I do this for my mother/
For the pain within my brother/
So If I die tomorrow/
Just remember that I love you