Mercy (The Godfather Mix)
Every morning just after the sun rise, the birds chirping
He roll on to his side to see that one person
Who he considered his life prize, look into his wife's eyes
Right now, he ain't worried about guns bursting
Only thing on his mind is how much he loved his lady
That he married, she carried his first baby
She played it real nice, don't ask too many questions
And never paid no mind to the gossip her friends mentioned
When he come home, she ease a little tension
Some piece and peace and quiet and a shot of Patron
Cause whatever she don't know won't hurt her
And plus he made a promise that he'd never desert her
Always at home for dinner unless he ring her first
Sundays he ain't no sinner, he go and sing in church
But he kneel down to pray for the weekday
Cause that's when he let his heat spray
This is what he say
"Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul"
(Mercy on my soul)
When a man's got something to lose, he play the game a little smarter
Because he don't want no dudes aiming at his little daughter
So every time he choose the choice is a little harder
From the days before he was made, before he was a starter, just a
Second string, do anything to be king
Do anything to an enemy, anything that'll bring
His reputation up, He honored the code to make cake
Slang, snort or, extort, whatever it take
To win the grace of the capos, to be the boss's favorite
Addicted to the fast lifestyle, became a slave for it
Fell in love with the money, the power, when the paper hit
Everything he wanted he got it, he never paid for shit
Now he's the boss and he got his own thing
No flashing in the streets, loud mouth, bada-bing
He's a family man, he got his designs on an exit
From the life, for his wife and kid before he gets hit
And the fat lady sings
"Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul"
(Mercy on my soul)
Ain't no guarantee for a man of his degree
Everybody wants the title, but it doesn't come for free
The closest man to you, that's the one that gets the contract
The one with access to make deadliest contact
The best friend you ever had, knew his dad
Got kisses from his mom, treated you just like a son
Came up running the same schemes, paid the same prices
Always wanted the same dreams, shared the same vices
Too many similarities, too much in common
Too blind to see they were sharing the same woman
The sun rising again, now ain't this a motherfuck?
Rolled over, looked at her eyes, that's when the lover struck
Straight through the ribs to the heart, that's where the cutter stuck
Dead on arrival, the coroners pulled the covers up
No suspects, the widow and the daughter
Drive of in the sunset with the baby's real father
And that's just how the game goes
Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul
(Mercy on my soul)
He roll on to his side to see that one person
Who he considered his life prize, look into his wife's eyes
Right now, he ain't worried about guns bursting
Only thing on his mind is how much he loved his lady
That he married, she carried his first baby
She played it real nice, don't ask too many questions
And never paid no mind to the gossip her friends mentioned
When he come home, she ease a little tension
Some piece and peace and quiet and a shot of Patron
Cause whatever she don't know won't hurt her
And plus he made a promise that he'd never desert her
Always at home for dinner unless he ring her first
Sundays he ain't no sinner, he go and sing in church
But he kneel down to pray for the weekday
Cause that's when he let his heat spray
This is what he say
"Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul"
(Mercy on my soul)
When a man's got something to lose, he play the game a little smarter
Because he don't want no dudes aiming at his little daughter
So every time he choose the choice is a little harder
From the days before he was made, before he was a starter, just a
Second string, do anything to be king
Do anything to an enemy, anything that'll bring
His reputation up, He honored the code to make cake
Slang, snort or, extort, whatever it take
To win the grace of the capos, to be the boss's favorite
Addicted to the fast lifestyle, became a slave for it
Fell in love with the money, the power, when the paper hit
Everything he wanted he got it, he never paid for shit
Now he's the boss and he got his own thing
No flashing in the streets, loud mouth, bada-bing
He's a family man, he got his designs on an exit
From the life, for his wife and kid before he gets hit
And the fat lady sings
"Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul"
(Mercy on my soul)
Ain't no guarantee for a man of his degree
Everybody wants the title, but it doesn't come for free
The closest man to you, that's the one that gets the contract
The one with access to make deadliest contact
The best friend you ever had, knew his dad
Got kisses from his mom, treated you just like a son
Came up running the same schemes, paid the same prices
Always wanted the same dreams, shared the same vices
Too many similarities, too much in common
Too blind to see they were sharing the same woman
The sun rising again, now ain't this a motherfuck?
Rolled over, looked at her eyes, that's when the lover struck
Straight through the ribs to the heart, that's where the cutter stuck
Dead on arrival, the coroners pulled the covers up
No suspects, the widow and the daughter
Drive of in the sunset with the baby's real father
And that's just how the game goes
Lord, won't you forgive me for the way I live my life
(Lord please forgive me, please forgive me)
And send me an angel when I'm moving under that streetlight
(Send me an angel)
I don't need nothing, don't need to be too old
(I don't need to be too old)
But all I ask is that you have mercy on my soul
(Mercy on my soul)
Credits
Writer(s): Nino Rota
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