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Mercy Mercy Mercy: Live at the Club [Limited Edition] (Cannonball Adderley) · Mercy, Mercy, Mercy: A Collection (The Buckinghams) · Mercy, Mercy, Mercy (Nat Adderley) · Mercy, Mercy, Mercy (The Buckinghams) · Mercy, Mercy, Mercy!: Live at "The Club" (Cannonball Adderley) · Mercy, Mercy, Mercy!: Live at "The Club" (Cannonball Adderley) · Black Crowes: Live in Moscow (The Black Crowes) · Soul Singin': The Best of the Black Crowes (The Black Crowes) · Roots of the Black Crowes (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Black Snake Moan [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


cried
But the wind has no mercy and neither did I

I watched as his blood ran through the damp grass
I watched as the black ants crawled through his
Lord have mercy and pity on your son
From what I once was to what I have become
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy and pity on your son
Mercy, well, I melt in the kiss by the words
And the whispers you sing me
Mercy, and I'm frail in the kill by submission
And will that you bring me
Mercy
When I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me
Mercy
And I'm frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me
All of my friends
Are not dead or in jail
Through rock and through stone
The black wind still moans
Sweet revenge
Sweet revenge
Without fail.

I
soul let your spirit burn 
Out along the road to no return

The sweet smell of nighttime rides on the breeze
The river is winding through the hickory
Rain on me baby mean mistreater lover
You got me branded by your love iron
With a love and affection I keep praying for our desire
Sweet evil
as weeks went by
She'd slide by tryin' to hide the black eyes
Lookin' right though, I might go for her seduction
Dangerous curves, I must avoid bein' sucked
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey
I'm at your mercy now
Just tell me how I can please ya
Hey, hey Mr. President
I'll be ya Marilyn
And baby I'll never leave ya
Oh Mr President!
stays sharp like razors
Play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My niggaz got that Dutch, Dutch
Niggaz got that black, black
Niggaz got
as a sweet dream. My way is stretching into the abyss of eternity. I don't try to hold for this life, it's damned by me, and the spirit of Carpathians call my
Rain on me baby mean mistreater lover
You got me branded by your love iron
With a love and affection I keep praying
For your desire
Sweet evil
Date four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though
Lady charmer put armor by your baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn’t warn ya
High
Soon tied to licking flame
Rest their 'tests' fir kater
As sweet revenge from reejubg sewers
Ybciuks and skudes amidst this unfair game

A Storm is
the house
My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz
My murder by number niggaz
My nigga black, 0-1 you know
My new nigga life...what's happenin?
Yeah
Bout the let
"Oh, sweet Midian
I burn for thee at heart
Don't despair me
Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather
To where pleasure rings deep
begging God for mercy
My hands are cold as I start to slip
Sodium theopentol drips
The room goes black and I wonder if He heard me

Looking back now I
what the hell 
Let's get up on our hotel 
Doin the nasty, all night long 
Make your body scream and moan 
Tell your man that we're some kin 
Play it
the nasty, all night long
Make your body scream and moan
Tell your man that we're some kin
Play it off and bring a friend
I got backstage passes for you
all black
When I leave the place, drop the reef, in his moms lap
Motherfuckers soon as y'all think your beef is sweet
I'm gonna lay in the streets
equipped with some big tits
Baby you're the bomb 
And I heard your pussy's sweet like candy
And you be havin niggas down to be down like Brandy
Well what I
Torture like this I've never seen before
I dream about revenge
And how sweet it will be
When you're locked up in this cage
Staring back at me
The colors
enumerous souls...got 
This style more sweet than Dr. J's fingerolls..who it 
Be..me..slammin from the top of the key.. Black Pearl - I.Q. - T 
Straite 
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The cruel war was over ? oh, the triumph was so sweet!
We watched the troops returning, through our tears;
There was triumph, triumph, triumph down