I went down to the crossroad Fell down on my knees Standin' at the crossroad babe You can run, you can run Tell my friend Willie Brown I looked east and west Asked the lord above "Have mercy now Save poor Bob if you please" Yeeooo, standin' at the

No remorse No repent We don't care what it meant Another day Another death Another sorrow Another breath War without end No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one

Wanting more, wanting more Have a little mercy on me, baby, you got me Of your love-ove But I wanna come through And I wanna need you Could you be my muse? Lately all I think about is you This love's incredible-credible

Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart Please have mercy on me Take it easy on my heart Even though you don't mean to hurt me You keep tearing me apart I'm saying baby Would you please have mercy on me I'm a puppet on your string And even though

I think I'll take a moment celebrate my age End of an era and the turning of a page Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here Lord have mercy on my next thirty years In my next thirty years I'm gonna have some fun Try to forget about all the

Have mercy, I'm in a world of trouble now I'm being held by the State Patrol I am charged with traffic of the forbidden And I almost finished doing my parole Now, I'm on my way back down town Somebody help me, have mercy on my soul I go to court tomorrow

Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you please Please have mercy, Lord have mercy on me I used to have plenty of money, the finest clothes in town But bad luck and trouble overtaken me, bound to

Lord have mercy, got to tell it Tell it just like it is, every word. Yeah! I was living in St. Louis In the year of nineteen fifty five Mama didn't have no great mansion, Just a little old country dive. Papa worked all week long, Tryin' to keep us six

Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official Y'all don't know about my Biggie wars Who you thought "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's

Somebody have mercy And tell me what is wrong with me When I think about how she do me, The tears fall down like rain, like rain I'm goin' down to the bus station With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am Sometimes