Mercy

[Intro]
Papertoy on the beat

[Chorus: The Tongue & Jeswon]
Lotta mercy, guess that I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, listen to my sermon
Pass it round the plate for the service
Sayin’ lotta mercy, guessin’ I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, but nothin’ isn’t certain
You gotta look inside for your purpose, sayin’ lotta mercy

[Verse 1: The Tongue]
Uh
Demons on the street corners, I be gettin’ blessed
In this holy water ‘fore I take a step outside
Ride with me to the death, we can get so high
That we floatin’ with the angels, man them girls so fly
They can drown you in their tears for this world on fire
Had to find my inner spirit so I could inspire
Dyin’ for a lie, I could really see it how it is
And you hear it in these lyrics that I’m feedin’ to the kids
Out late night, guilty of original sins
Stuck Judas with the steel ‘cause I’m in it to win
Lord’s creation, live on your radio stations
We rise to the heavens, but it started in the basement, oh

[Chorus: The Tongue & Jeswon]
Lotta mercy, guessin’ I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, listen to my sermon
Pass it round the plate for the service
Sayin’ lotta mercy, guessin’ I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, but nothin’ is for certain
You gotta look inside for your purpose

[Post-Chorus: The Tongue & Jeswon]
Sayin’ lotta mercy, mercy
Sayin’ lotta mercy, mercy
Sayin’ lotta mercy, mercy
Sayin’ lotta mercy, mercy

[Verse 2: Jeswon]
Yo, let me tell you what it really is, supreme lyricist
Breakin’ my religion not listenin’ to Leviticus
I never read the bible but every line I write
They idolise me like an idol, formin’ more disciples
John the Baptist of this rap shit, smash shit
Feed the masses with baguettes and a bag of fish
G-ghetto activist, the streets is my tabernacle
Peace to Eve tryna eat off an Adam’s apple
And there are snakes in the trees, I can see them rattle
My sixteen’s pristine Sistine Chapel
Like Michelangelo pointin’ to the ceilin’
I’m tryin’ to give my heathens, somethin’ to believe in
Kidnap the Pope, hang him by his arms
Spit harder, stigmata, hit a nail through his heart
Say a prayer or a psalm for another troubled life
Gettin’ buck off the blood of Christ, ain’t nothin’ nice

[Chorus: The Tongue & Jeswon]
Lotta mercy, guessin’ I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, listen to my sermon
Pass it round the plate for the service
Sayin’ lotta mercy, guessin’ I ain’t worthy
I been sendin’ prayers but they ain’t never heard me
I could be your saviour, but nothin’ is for certain
You gotta look inside for your purpose

[Post-Chorus: The Tongue & Jeswon, The Tongue, Jeswon]
Sayin’ lotta mercy
On me, on me
Sayin’ lotta mercy
On me, on me
Sayin’ lotta mercy
On me, on me (Oh-woah)
Sayin’ lotta mercy
On me, on me

[Verse 3: The Tongue]
Yeah
Who is the G.O.D.?
Is it you? Or me? Or the wind in the trees?
Or old Steve who lives in the street that you walk past every day
As he asks you for change? (Sayin’ lotta mercy)
He’s broken free, or rich and a slave
To holy sinners beggin’ to be saved
What a game, what a strange picture to paint
Bow down and confess, no answer ever came, no mercy

[Outro]
Mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy
Sayin’ lotta mercy, sayin’ lotta mercy
Sayin’ lotta mercy, sayin’ lotta mercy
Mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy
Lotta mercy
Guessin’ they ain’t heard me
I’ve been sendin’ prayers but
They ain’t ever heard me