No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on

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

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

You won't find it here Look another way So try another day Live another day Climb a little higher Find another reason to stay Ashes in your hands Mercy in your eyes If you're searching for a silent sky

I will not be a spoon-fed bird Or beg for mercy from above Oh let my cord become unplugged And I will not burden those I love The ceiling's too familiar Laying slack-jawed on my back And the words spit out like puzzles As she tries to fill the gap But my

Hey, hey, hey Do you bury me when I'm gone Do you teach me while I'm here Just as soon as I belong Then it's time I disappear Here I go into new days I'm pain, I'm hope, I'm suffer Ain't no mercy there for me And I went on down that road

Erase this monster I've become Forgive me for all the damage done It's not over Say it's not over I'm begging for mercy I'm only the monster you made me (Far away through the pain Take a good look at me now I hear the angels calling)

No mercy for you now that we are outlawed! Welcome to the party, let's make a toast to booze, blunts, bitches, and new Beginnings, It's a whole new chapter, let's go balls to the wall, 'Cause when you're outlawed nothing even matters at all! No mercy for

G G G, G G G-Unit No peace talks, no white flags No mercy, I'm getting yo ass Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toasters Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra You don't want to bang wit the best I'll have Doc removing fragments from

Won't you please look down on me? A little mercy is all I need I say, angel of mercy Angel of mercy Oh, angel of mercy I went to work this mo'nin' My foreman looked me in the eye He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya, But you look sick enough