Mercy - Sumo Cyco

Flirting with disaster

Oh, she’d do it, if I asked her

If I was your master

Mister

Gonna get 'em up faster

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in

'Cause you’re never gonna win

If you’re never gonna sin

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in How quick you get 'em when we get down

Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Oh, I see you trying to escape this

You run and you crawl and you hide

Ooh oh You think I’m just a helpless little girl with no strength, man

But I got all pent up inside

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in

'Cause you’re never gonna win

If you’re never gonna sin

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in How quick you get 'em when we get down

Flirting with disaster

Oh, she’d do it, if I asked her

If I was your master

Mister

Gonna get 'em up faster

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in

'Cause you’re never gonna win

If you’re never gonna sin

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in How quick you get 'em when we get down

Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Flirting with disaster

Oh, she’d do it, if I asked her

If I was your master

Mister

Gonna get 'em up faster

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in

'Cause you’re never gonna win

If you’re never gonna sin

Gotta get some baby

Gotta get it, put it in How quick you get 'em when we get down

Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me We’ve got something we’re all hiding

Deep inside our minds

And we can’t seem to dig it out

We’ve all got those skeletons inside our closets

We’ve all got those things that nobody should know

The things that’ll break you when people mistake you for criminals,

culprits that don’t have a soul

Funny thing is that most of the accusers are too the abusers right out of control

Living outside of their minds

We all have different vices and prices to pay

Don’t you know?

We’ve got something we’re all hiding

Deep inside our minds

And we can’t seem to dig it out

We’ve got something we’re all hiding

Deep inside our minds

And we can’t seem to dig it out

Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me Throw your hands up dirty

You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner

I know that you’re guilty

You’re at the mercy of me No matter how you’ll be I know you are guilty

You’re at the mercy of me No matter how you’ll be I know you are guilty

You’re at the mercy of me