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Jelly Roll – Pop Another Pill Lyrics (feat. Lil’ Wyte)

[Intro]
Yeah
Been wantin to get a drumma drumma beat
Jelly Roll — Free Style
A – Game
I was born like this
This rap shits easy man
All you gotta do is tell the truth
It’s hard for some of y’all though huh? I’m the hypnotize minds joker always staying throwed
Now that Jelly’s down with Wyte music we going to get the dough
I’m the cracker he’s the jam now we bought to stack some cheese
Two of the hardest honkeys in the game and we rep Tennessee
We go’ing get it but for now let’s pop some pills and get fried
After all do you have any idea how many times I’ve died? [Hook]
[Jelly Roll]
See it’s trouble Wyte beside me itching scratching from the codeine
Come on down to Cashville and everybody know me
Antioch to M-Town
Ask them boys I been down, I don’t need a chopper
Just a good shot and about 10 rounds
Really f**k my image, ain’t never been a gimmick
O.G. in my city like squeeky is to Memphis
Yeah the boys still tatted up pockets still fat as f**k
Team needs a home run they look at me like “batter up”
Lot of shits changed since I got with Wyte music
But now I’m stackin money like I’m motherf**kin jewish
Yeah jelly roll will do it, I’ll wake up and get to it
And A game is still my motherf**kin movement bitch
[Hook] [Jelly Roll]
Welcome to the dirty South
I’m the one you heard about
That white boy from the ville blew up from nuthin but word of mouth
I ain’t got no single no potential for the radio
I just got the hood behind me on top of a crazy flow
I’ll let that .380 go, better let your lady know
It’s a drought and I got more white than the Slim Shady show
Hold on let me stop a second shoot back to the top a second
How the f**k you pop bud he ain’t never drop a record
Yeah they say it’s smooth is, the way that I moved it
Pull up in the new benz the color of a blue 10
Talkin about a blue tint really I need five cause
Just to ease my mind I need at least three at a time for real
[Hook]
Let me pop another pill
Cause it’s the only thing that make my mind clear
Let me pop another pill
Cause it’s the only thing that really make me chill
[Lil Wyte]
Take one of me add some liquor syrup and some dro
Get two xanax bar crush’em up and pour’em down my throat
Pick me up shake me twice and put me right back on the flo’
Give me a half an hour and I’ll be higher than you would ever know
I’m too high f**k it no I’m not let’s go and get some mo
I’m on my heath ledger shit was that too soon? f**k you ho!

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Eminem – Radio Freestyle 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, yo
(Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Aight, aight (huh)
Slim Shady
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse]
It’s only fair to warn, I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that’ll bash you with a 2 by 4 board
And smash into your Honda Accord with a 4 door Ford
But I’m more towards droppin’ an a cappella that’ll chop a fella
To mozzarella, worse than a helicopter propeller
Got you locked in the cellar with your skeleton showin’
Developin’ anorexia while I’m standin’ next to ya
Eatin’ a full course meal watchin’ you starve to death
With an IV in your veins feedin’ you liquid darvocet
Pumpin’ you full of drugs, pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven
To receivin’ with the asses ripped out of they pants and given
A less than 20 percent chance of livin’
Have a possible placement, it’s a hospital patient
Storin’ the dead bodies in grandma’s little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream, “I’m still alive!”
Drivin’ a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pullin’ your Adam’s apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department, I’ve hired an arson
To set fire to carpets and burn up your entire apartment
I’m a liar to start shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight, you need a crowbar to pry her apart with

[Outro]
Motherfucker
Slim Shady, bitch
Recognize
For the 99
I’m on February 23rd

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Major Lazer – You’re No Good lyrics

(feat. Santigold, Vybz Kartel, Danielle Haim & Yasmin)

[Intro]
You’re no good for me
But the way you movin at me, oh it might be
You want a Jamaican one

[Verse 1]
She say she love me and I’m nice
Love inna di daytime, Love inna the night
She say if loving me is wrong
No time at all, she don’t wanna be right
She touch me, it all become nice
She love me, for the rest of her life
D drop it down, round kiss on mi spine
Touch and make a sweet song, on top of all things

My uh uh uh uh uh
My ee ee ee ee ee
My uh uh uh uh uh (my baby)
My ee ee ee ee ee

[Hook]
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
I know you’ll come back around
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
You want a Jamaican one
I know you’ll come back around

[Verse 2]
If I had you back
I’ll never let you go another way
Not for the life of me
How could you imagine that?
Well my mistake that send you on your way
Well nothing I can say
To you like drops of water
Don’t ask me what went wrong
Can’t turn back the damage I’ve done
Can’t take em back after I’m gone
A fool to keep on trying
Can’t make me walk away
‘Cause baby I’m back and as I’m getting strung that you’ll be back one day

[Hook]
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
I know you’ll come back around
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
You want a Jamaican one
I know you’ll come back around

[Verse 3]
Gyal, gyal you a me baby
And you know so mi love you my lady
Dis annuh 50 dis annuh Slim Shady
Go Shawty, it’s yo birthday
No if and no maybe
Tic it an a toc it, everytime you deh near me
Me a you duffle bag a money come save me
Me and you’re tinking me, come with me
Show me say di love sure
When you whine pan di floor,whine pan di floor
And if you want to get closer to me
Jirate, likkle more, likkle more
Mi nuh pretend say me a fool
So no one kill how I ever want
Any time teacha go pan di floor
Man rest assured, pan the girl next door
Wah you say baby

[Hook]
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
I know you’ll come back around
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
You want a Jamaican one
I know you’ll come back around

[Bridge]
You’re no good for me
But the way you movin at me, oh it might be
No one ever made me feel so sweet
Now you got me begging on my knees
Baby get it for me

[Pre-Hook] x2
It’s for your eyes only, living for you solely
It’s for your eyes only, living for you solely
It’s for your eyes only, living for you solely
It’s for your eyes only, living for you solely

[Hook] x2
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
I know you’ll come back around
My aa aa aa aa me
My melodea
My L L L LSD
You want a Jamaican one
I know you’ll come back around

[Outro]
My aa aa aa aa me

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Young Nudy – Loaded Baked Potato

[Intro]
Bring that shit back man
We got to do that one man, I like that one
My boy T said that’s it
I really just be stressin’ myself on all this shit
That’s all I really be doin’, you feel me?
Uh, uh, huh, nah, yeah, the trust is fucked up (my trust is fucked up)
She really fucked up (she really fucked up)
Just when I tried to fuck her (I tried to fuck her)
She tryna act the fuck up (she act the fuck up)
So I had to back the fuck up (I back the fuck up)
Had to run them racks the fuck up (racks)
Nah, bitch

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (nah bitch)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (uh-uh)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (yeah ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (yeah my kids)
Who let slimeball get in? (yeah I’m in now)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (big in)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (that’s that back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (turnt up)
And I just got a couple backends (couple backs in)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (hahahah)

[Verse 1]
It don’t matter, nigga ain’t gon’ change (yeah)
My money runnin’ up right now (right now)
Your bitch wanna fuck right now (right now)
Lame ass nigga run it up right now (run it up)
All these goddamn bucks right now
I got big bucks, big shotgun nigga, big bucks
I’ll fill a nigga up like what the fuck (damn, what the fuck?)
Yeah, his bitch wanna fuck, he didn’t have a clue (well damn)
Yeah, now, what you gon’ do when a big slime come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when your bitch wanna come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when that money come through? (Big Bag)
See you with the money, make a bitch go and do (yeah)
Damn y’all some hating ass niggas (yeah)
Damn y’all some lame ass niggas (yeah)
Shady ass, shady ass, shady ass, foo ass, lame ass nigga
I fuck on your ho, damn
Lame ass nigga didn’t know, damn (didn’t know)
Anyway, yeah, anyway (he ain’t have no clue)
Yeah, anyways (he ain’t have no clue)
What you tell ’em slime?
Yeah, anyway (they ain’t have no clue)
Woo (that’s another No Clue, woo)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Verse 2]
Back to the daily (daily)
The streets yeah they pay me (yeah they pay me)
Fuck on your ho, your old lady (your old lady)
Skeet in her, let’s have a baby (a baby)
In the kitchen whippin’ babies (babies)
Slime sellin’ all the babies (the babies)
Crack fiends goin’ crazy (crazy)
I’m a real street nigga
East Atlanta but I wasn’t born in Grady (I swear)
Nigga be hatin’, fugazi (fugazi)
Chopper go Slim Shady (blaow)
I been sellin’ Slim Shady, yeah (Slim Shady)
Your ho wanna suck my babies (my babies), yeah yeah yeah
And I like that shit (and I like that shit), yeah yeah
That’s a white lil bitch (that’s alright lil bitch), yeah yeah yeah yeah
That’s a right lil bitch, yeah (yeah that right lil bitch), yeah
And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes
(And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes)
And I know y’all, know y’all pockets ain’t swole
(And I know, and I know y’all pockets ain’t swole)
And I know y’all mad, y’all hate on Big Bag
(Y’all know y’all niggas still hate on Big Bag)
‘Cause Big Bag, yeah he got big bags (big bags)
All of this money, I gotta do the dash (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash (yee-uum)
All of this money, your bitch wanna fuck
Two hundred, yeah that’s cash, yeah (she like that)
Yeah, why you count do that? (do that)
Big slimeball why you do that? (why you do that?)
Geekin’ in your ho, all on her (all up in her cootie)
Slappin’ on her booty (yeah)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Outro]
But you’ll be alright though, you feel me
‘Cause eventually you’ll catch up and you’ll get you some money
But until then, you feel me
Uh, yeah, in there, uh
Uh, yeah, in there, uh, ooh
But when I want to though

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Eminem On Dr. Dre’s Involvement In Revival “I love to play my stuff for Dre”

Eminem and Dr. Dre has had a close relationship over the years.

Em’s new album Revival is now out and fans are wondering what was Dr. Dre’s contribution to the project. The album was prematurely leaked online a day before its released and fans had mixed reactions comparing to the Detroit rapper’s past work. The Detroit rap legend did a sit down with Shade 45 “Fireside Chat” where he opened up about the new album and his current relationship with Dr. Dre.

“It’s always the same with me and Dre. Over the years, we’ve really become close friends,” Eminem said. “I would never look at it any other than that. This album, the last year or so is when things started to connect, and I know Dre was taking a break, and I knew that he had taken some time off, so I couldn’t really hit him up for some beats, so I kind of just kept going with what I was doing and came to him when the album was pretty much almost finished. We had the discussion that if he didn’t do a beat on the album could he at least mix, because he’s not only the best beatmaker in the world, to me, but he’s also the best mixer. Hands down. I don’t know what he does on the boards, like how he does it, because I’ve stolen all his tricks, and I still can’t make it sound like he makes it sound.”

Eminem added that Dr. Dre never had the time to fully produced the album but he said he played the project for the Aftermath producer to get some honest opinion. “I love to play my stuff for Dre because I’m gonna get an honest reaction every single time,” Slim Shady added. “And Dre’s going to tell me if something sucks. He’ll do it in his own way. He’ll be like, ‘Alright, where’s the fun at? I want to hear the fun, where’s the fun at,’ if I play him a bunch of serious tracks. You know, I can tell by his reaction. I actually threw out like three or four songs last time I was in Cali because they didn’t get the reaction from Dre. I know when he’s really into something.”

Eminem’s Revival is currently available on iTunes/Apple Music for streaming. The project is the follow-up to his 2013 project The Marshal Mathers LP 2.

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Rapper Phresher Talks Eminem Collaboration “Its Raw AF”

Rapper Phresher says his collaboration with Eminem on Revival is “raw as f**k.”

Slim Shady revealed the official tracklist for his new album on Tuesday and the internet nearly went nuts trying to decipher every track title and every guest feature. Phresher, who is an up-and-coming rapper, is the only rap artist to get a feature on the project, the rest of the guest list is made up of pop and R&B artists like Ed Sheeran, Pink, Beyonce, and Alicia Keys.

Eminem is one of those rare artists who can get whoever they want on a song or on an album, he has worked with the biggest of the biggest, and move massive numbers when it comes to music sales. So why would he seek out a guest verse from a no name rapper? Phresher, who is featured on Em’s song “Chloraseptic,” spoke with Complex yesterday where he revealed that Eminem reached out to him after hearing his track “Wait A Minute.” He said the rap titan then flew to New York to meet with him where they spent eight hours recording a new track.

RELATED: Eminem Taps Ed Sheeran, Beyonce, Alicia Keys For ‘Revival’ Album [Tracklist]

“Yeah, it’s raw as f**k, man,” he said. “The emotions is just turnt up. It’s a turnt up record. It’s raw. That’s the perfect word for it. Eminem going off. The hook is just [crazy]. We going off. It’s at your throat like Chloraseptic. The record is about just spitting, man. Just going off, you get what I’m saying? Just cutthroat, at your throat music. Like, I’m on you, you know what I’m saying? Real right-at-you music. It’s just awesome, man. Eminem went crazy on it.”

Phresher also revealed that the producer behind the single is Denaun Porter and he recorded his portion of the song on the spot. Eminem new album Revival arrives on December 15.

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Tyler The Creator Disses Eminem Says “Walk On Water” Is Trash


Tyler The Creator thinks that Eminem new song with Beyonce, “Walk On Water,” is trash.

Eminem’s new song with Beyonce is certainly not the classic Slim Shady we’ve grown use to over the years, but it’s still a song that’s packing a lot of punches lyrically. Most hip hop fans seems to like the song despite getting mixed reviews from others and now fellow rapper Tyler The Creator joined the cranks of those who don’t take a liking towards it. “Dear god this song is horrible sheesh how the f***,” the Odd Future rapper tweeted.

On his last album, Eminem called himself the Rap God and that move raised some eyebrows among a lot of rappers including Papoose who publicly criticized the Detroit MC for it. It could be that Tyler the Creator is referring to the rap god Emine or perhaps his religious god. Nevertheless, no one else released a new rap song on the day that he made the statement.

Eminem is a highly accomplished and very rich rapper, and very few rappers in history have reached the heights that he took his career, certainly Tyler is nowhere near that the heights that Em reached. Over the years he has matured so you can’t expect him to always come back with the same sound and rap about the same things. Perhaps this is another side of Slim Shady that we will get introduced to. His new album Revival drops this Friday.

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Eminem Taps Beyonce For New Song “Walk On Water”


Eminem taps Beyonce for his new song “Walk On Water” the first off his upcoming album Revival.

It’s been four long years since Eminem last released an album so everyone hip hop fans attention is laser focused on him. The album is rumored to be arriving on November 17 and the next day Em will be performing on “Saturday Night Live.” On this new single “Walk On Water,” Beyonce provides an angelic hook while Slim Shady delivered three killer verses.

“I walk on water / But I ain’t no Jesus / I walk on water / But only when it freezes,” Queen Bey sings. Eminem raps about his struggles to live up to the expectations from his fans who views him as one of the greatest rappers of all time. “It’s the curse of the standard / That the first of the Mathers disk set / Always in search of the verse that I haven’t spit yet / Will this step just be another misstep / To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect I’ve garnered? / The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless,” Em raps.

Eminem also heep some praises on to some his his rap peers both living and dead including Notorious B.I.G., Tupac, Nas, LL Cool J, Rakim, and the late pop icon Prince. “Walk On Water” is the first single off Shady’s new album Revival, arriving next week.

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Eminem – When I’m Gone lyrics

[Introduction]
Yeah…
It’s my life…
My own words I guess…

[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much, you’d give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they’re your heart
And you know you were their armour
And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm ‘her
But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?
And everything you stand for, turns on you, despite you?
What happens when you become the main source of her pain?
“Daddy look what I made”, Dad’s gotta go catch a plane
“Daddy where’s Mommy? I can’t find Mommy where is she?”
I don’t know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy’s busy
Daddy’s writing a song, this song ain’t gonna write itself
I’ll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother, who’s a spitting image of her
That’s Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady’s crazy
Shady made me, but tonight Shady’s rocka-by-baby…

[Chorus]
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back…

[Verse 2]
I keep having this dream, I’m pushin’ Hailie on the swing
She keeps screaming, she don’t want me to sing
“You’re making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?”
Baby, Daddy ain’t leaving no more, “Daddy you’re lying
“You always say that, you always say this is the last time
“But you ain’t leaving no more, Daddy you’re mine”
She’s piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it
“Daddy please, Daddy don’t leave, Daddy – no stop it!”
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket
It’s got a picture, “this’ll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha’”
I look up, it’s just me standing in the mirror
These fuckin’ walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear ’em
They’re saying “You’ve got one more chance to do right” – and it’s tonight
Now go out there and show that you love ’em before it’s too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
It’s turns to a stage, they’re gone, and this spotlight is on
And I’m singing…

[Chorus]
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back…

[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat
The curtain closes, they’re throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow and thank you all for coming out
They’re screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don’t believe what I’m seeing
“Daddy it’s me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding,”
But baby we’re in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?
“I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren’t leavin’
“You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad
“And I bought you this coin, it says ‘Number One Dad’
“That’s all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin
“I get the point – fine, me and Mommy are going”
But baby wait, “it’s too late Dad, you made the choice
“Now go out there and show ’em that you love ’em more than us”
That’s what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin’ your name
It’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep, just take another pill
Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real
I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it
Put it to my brain and scream “god Shady” and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That’s when I wake up, alarm clock’s ringin’, there’s birds singin’
It’s Spring and Hailie’s outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her
Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister
Almost as if to say..

[Chorus/Outro]
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just smile back…

[Curtains closing and sounds of footsteps]

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French Montana – Have Mercy (feat. Beanie Sigel, Jadakiss & Styles P)

[Intro]
(Illa on the beat)

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’, I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain, slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered, murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Montana!
Oh la-la-la, I got it on
You could bread or let the bread break you
You can make choices or let choices make you
Came from a hole in hell with hella hoes
Shawty knees weak like Derrick Rose
Baby I’m the one like four quarter
Our Father, I was baptized in dirty water
Lost my right hand, I’m on a different time
Put 5 holes in your face, Olympic sign
Servin’ straight white, Gwen Stefan’
Talkin’-talkin’ bout, bad breaks, straight grind
I’m in Highland, shawty gone, alien
Came from the corner now homie rockin’ stadiums
Couple dollars what the homie kill for
Money order what a killer wish for
Squad have mercy, left the gun range, hopped in the Rover
Woke up, the nigga seen her with a chip on my shoulder

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’, I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain, slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered, murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yeah have mercy on me
Lord knows the devil’s been workin’ on me
My man got the guns but the work is on me
I’m startin’ to feel like a curse is on me
Hooked up the tubes with the nurses on me
Poke some Peru with the purse in Long Beach
Lotta shit that you ain’t gon’ see
As far as the money goes, you can bank on me
Clips is full, the Rolls-Royce tank on E
And alive is somethin’ that you ain’t gon’ be, yeah
You know what the cash’ll do (what?)
It’ll make your murder game international
Is it blasphemy if I blast for you?
This amazin’ what a gun and a mask’ll do
I’m becomin’ a beast
I’m the last of a breed that’s becomin’ deceased
Have mercy

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’, I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain, slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered, murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh

[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]
This goes out to those choose to use disrespectful views
On the king of P-H-I-L-L-Y
Represent the 215
24/7, 365
211’s, 187’s, who want die?
6 millions way, which one you want try?
Rest in peace to B-I-double G-I
You want trouble? Put you to sleep like a double G hah
What’s beef? 20 akhi’s strapped like a jihad
See me, slippin’ in the streets, never be I
I creep, stay low, and never cease fire
I keep extra gats for extra cats
Yes it’s the Mac and I’m back to put the crip on rap
The most crazy, Sigel baby
Mac-10 and eagle crazy, renegade like Slim Shady
That Mossberg 12 gauge bang like M80
Cause damage, god damn it, you can’t stand it
Take heed from French Montana and don’t panic
I’m a boss in these streets like William and Rameek
That’s ball game, flow tight like denim from Balmain

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Have mercy on me, have mercy on them
Get ’em choked with they jeans, get ’em murked in they Benz
Give a fuck about these rappers, care less about they friends
I don’t think about they hoes, I don’t think about they ends
Let’s get a ghost rope, watch all them niggas hang
100 shot Tommy gun, every bullet bangs
Back to bein’ holiday, every day holy
You can talk about your Rollie, I can motherfuckin’ yap it off
Why don’t you go and get and a gun and try to clap it off
Who said they was the king? Wear your crown so I can smack it off
Nigga this is Beanie Sigel, French, Kiss, and Ghost
Fuck around and have you murdered, make you french kiss a ghost
Watch your approach or get stomped like a roach
I’m the ghetto president but ain’t never have a vote, never
Watch what you sayin’ if you care about your throat
I get every bone broke lil loc, what nigga?

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’, I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain, slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered, murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh

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Lyrics

French Montana – Have Mercy (feat. Beanie Sigel, Jadakiss & Styles P) (MC4 Album) letras

[Intro]
(Illa on the beat)
*Spanish*

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Woah, have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’
I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain
Slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered
Murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, Montana
Oh la-la-la, I got it on

[Verse 1: French Montana]
You could bread or let the bread break you
You can make choices or let choice make you
Came from a hole in hell with hella hoes
Shawty knees weak like Derrick Rose
Baby I’m the one like (?)
Our Father, I was baptized in dirty water
Lost my right hand, I’m on a different time
Put 5 holes in your face, Olympic sign
Servin’ straight white, Gwen Stefan’
Talkin’-talkin’ bout, bad breaks, straight grind
I’m in Highland, shawty gone, alien
Came from the corner now homie rockin’ stadiums
Couple dollars what the homie kill for
Money order what a killer wish for
Squad have mercy
Left the gun range, hopped in the Rover
Woke up, the nigga seen her with a chip on my shoulder

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Woah, have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’
I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain
Slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered
Murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, Montana
Oh la-la-la, I got it on

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yeah have mercy on me
Lord knows the devil’s been workin’ on me
My man got the guns but the work is on me
I’m startin’ to feel like a curse is on me
Hooked up the tubes with the nurses on me
Poke some Peru with the purse in Long Beach
Lotta shit that you ain’t gon’ see
As far as the money goes, you can bank on me
Clips is full, the Rolls-Royce tank on E
And alive is somethin’ that you ain’t gon’ be, yeah
You know what the cash’ll do (what?)
It’ll make your murder game international
Is it blasphemy if I blast for you?
This amazin’ what a gun and a mask’ll do
I’m becomin’ a beast
I’m the last of a breed that’s becomin’ deceased
Have mercy

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Woah, have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’
I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain
Slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered
Murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh

[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]
This goes out to those choose to use disrespectful views
On the king of PHILLY, represent the 215
24/7, 365, 211’s, 187’s, who want die?
6 million way, which one you want try?
Rest in peace to B-I-double G-I
You want trouble? Put you to sleep like a double G hah
What’s beef? 20 akhi’s strapped like a jihad
See me, slippin’ in the streets, never be I
I creep, stay low, and never cease fire
I keep extra gats for extra cats
Yes it’s the Mac and I’m back to put the crip on rap
The most crazy
Sigel baby
Mac-10 and eagle crazy
Renegade like Slim Shady
That Mossberg 12 gauge bang like M80, cause damage
God damn it, you can’t stand it
Take heed from French Montana and don’t panic
I’m a boss in these streets like William and Rameek
That’s ball game
Flow tight like denim from Balmain

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Have mercy on me, have mercy on them
Get ’em choked with they jeans, get ’em murked in they Benz
Give a fuck about these rappers, care less about they friends
I don’t think about they hoes, I don’t think about they ends
Let’s get a ghost rope, watch all them niggas hang
100 shot Tommy gun, every bullet bangs
Back to bein’ holiday, every day holy
You can talk about your Rollie, I can motherfuckin’ yap it off
Why don’t you go and get and a gun and try to clap it off
Who said they was the king? Wear your crown so I can smack it off
Nigga this is Beanie Sigel, French, Kiss, and Ghost
Fuck around and have you murdered, make you french kiss a ghost
Watch your approach or get stomped like a roach
I’m the ghetto president but ain’t never have a vote, never
Watch what you sayin’ if you care about your throat
I get every bone broke lil locc
What nigga?

[Hook: French Montana]
Woah, have mercy on me, uh
Woah, have mercy on me Father
Cause I’ve been robbin’
I’ve been stealin’
I’ve been messed up, haah
For that big gold chain
Slang cocaine
Don’t get gassed up, haah
There’s niggas gettin’ murdered
Murder, murder
Show you shit you never heard of
Have mercy on me, oh