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Beanie Sigel

Dwight Grant (born March 6, 1974), better known by his stage name Beanie Sigel, is an American rapper from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is a former member/artist of Dame Dash Music Group and Roc-A-Fella Records where he had formed a close association with rappers Jay-Z, Freeway and other former and current artists on the Roc-A-Fella roster. His stage name comes from a street in South Philadelphia, the rapper's former stomping grounds where he worked alongside Senior Durham in the projects. He has sold more than two million albums worldwide. During a controversial period, Beanie Sigel recorded a song dissing his former boss and mentor Jay-Z on the track "I Go Off" with 50 Cent who had signed Grant to his G-Unit Records label in 2009. In early 2011 Grant appe… more »

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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, Montana
Oh la-la-la, I got it on

You could break 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 four quarters
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 Holland, shawty on 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

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

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 purp from Long Beach
Lotta shit that you ain't gon' see
As far as the money goes, you can bank on me
His lips 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

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

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 million way, which one you want try?
Rest in peace to B-I-double G-I
Who 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 grip 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

Have mercy on me, have mercy on them
Get 'em choked with they jeans, get 'em murked in they Benz
Give a f*ck 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
F*ck 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?

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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