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Bob - Mercy Me Lyrics

Mercy Me
Yo, I don't care who listening
I find it kind of sickening
We send billions to Israel
But shit on Flint, Michigan
A country, a country founded off of immigrants
Now we wanna build a wall to keep out all the immigrants
What, what, what, what you witnessing
Military exercises demonstrated on citizens
Anti-war petitioning, drone strike incoming
Homeless vets decorate the street, can't get no income in
How do you save a world that can't be saved, uh?
How do you raise a child that won't behave? (Preach)
Waking up from the lies, I feel betrayed
I'm guessing the rabbit hole we dug was actually just a grave
Skeletons in the closet, they fossilized
Niggas want the truth sugar coated and caramelized
Life is like a science fiction book where the author dies
Well I ain't dead yet 'cause the hit ain't been authorized
I hear freedom ringing but I won't answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can't settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don't condone racial divide, I won't be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone look in my eye
So give me justice give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide
Who you bow to?
Elected councils, full of scoundrels
Who now rule the world around you
While wearing house shoes
They clown you
You wear your house, or your whole house full
Regimes don't die; they change they name and the accounts move
Life goes on with or without you
Words fall on deaf ears, I think they soundproof
The sound of justice makes us cringe
But how can we stand the sound?
You can't even stand your ground
A noose around your neck, the sharpest minds will cut it down
Caught inside the web, the internet is tightly wound
Every day a hundred K? Feel more like a couple thou'
What's a dollar to a pound? What's a pound to the crown?
Look, ay
I'm sick of waiting, man this flag I'm sick of waving
No more participating, time to form our own nation
You call it integration I call that discrimination
They say it's risk I'm taking, I call it decision making
I hear freedom ringing but I won't answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can't settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don't condone racial divide, I won't be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone look in my eye
So give me justice give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide
You not an activist, you're more like a re-activist
False flags, crisis actors trying to re-enact some shit
Stories don't match, I never believe half the shit
While they're sneaking pass a law we're easily distracted, ay
Trying to get through to these dense fucks
You're too stupid to insult
I say the shit anybody can prove
I don't know, guess if it rhymes it's got to be true
Look, cheap tricks and fabricated speeches
Blonde hair, blue eyes - they even fabricated Jesus
Just look at the salary paid to teachers
It's obvious they don't want us to graduate into leaders
Clearly, in court videos don't prove much
Why is news cameras in the courtroom, huh?
Even if it's just a game, I hear the signal louder
I think I got the message, they don't really care about us
I hear freedom ringing but I won't answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can't settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don't condone racial divide, I won't be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Fuck you Farmer Jim!
You're all alone out here on the frontier
No friends, no family, no cops, no help at all
This is the Wild West son, the Wild fuc*** West
There ain't no guards coming out here to save your ass
It's just you and me and a murder of crows
Waiting to pick over our dead bones
So you take a breather
You let that sink in, don't take too long, yeah?