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Mercy
Kanye West Lyrics


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Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me
O-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty (boy)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (boy)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me

Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state
Roll-roll-roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day-day? (Huh?)
I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?)
Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hatin'
So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin'
White girls politickin', that's that Sarah Palin
Get-get-get-get-get-gettin' hot, Californicatin'
I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a-when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)

Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho
I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up, that's real money
Check the neck, check the wrist
Them heads turnin', that's exorcist
My Audemars like Mardi Gras
That's Swiss time, and that's excellence
Two-door preference
Roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo
Lambo Murci-lago
She go wherever I go
Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it's like-

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a-when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe (swerve)

It is a weepin' and a moanin'
And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall
And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums
Cuh when time it comes to my sound
Which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many times
And it still have one more time left
Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder

Let the suicide doors up
I do suicides on the tour bus
I do suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit
Tell 'em gimme fifty million and Imma quit
Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level
Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level
Don't do no press but I get the most press kit
Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious
Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly
Now the whole party is melting like Dal-
Now everybody is movin' they body
Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby (yah)
Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important
You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)

Okay, now catch up to my campaign
Coupe the color of mayonnaise
I'm drunk and high at the same time
Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (tell 'em)
Spit rounds like a gun range (baow)
Beat it up like Rampage
Hundred bands, cut your girl
Now your girl need a Band-Aid (damn)
Grade A, A1
Chain the color of Akon
Black diamonds, backpack rhymin'
Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yep)
Horsepower, horsepower
All this Polo on, I got horsepower
Pound of this cost four thousand
Now I make it rain, she want more showers
Rain (rain) pourin' (pourin')
All my cars is foreign (foreign)
All my broads is foreign (foreign)
Money tall like Jordan

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a-when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe, believe, believe

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Mercy" by Kanye West speak on various themes, including wealth, women, and success. The song opens with insinuations of tribulations and gloom, symbolizing despair and misery, expressed through the use of imagery: weeping, moaning, and gnashing of teeth. Kanye talks about his championship sound as he is proud of his musical talent and believes in himself. The chorus states that Kanye is driving a Lamborghini, and he is with a girl who is showing interest in him. The line "built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state," refers to the girl's curvaceous figure, which Kanye compares to a state because of its size. The song continues with the lyrics depicting Kanye's materialistic life and various adventures in France and other places, fueled by his wealth.


The midsection of "Mercy" is dominated by rap verses, where Kanye West raps about various topics. He mentions his success and the amount of money he has, his lack of interaction with the media, and his prowess with women. The last part features 2 Chainz and Big Sean, who boast bout their wealth and sexual prowess, respectively. The song's chorus is repeated, with the last line "believe" serving as a sign-off. Overall, "Mercy" is a song celebrating the artists' successes and wealth, and it is filled with boasts about their material lifestyles.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
This situation is causing emotional pain and turmoil.


It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
This situation is causing emotional suffering.


It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe
My music is the best and you should believe it.


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty
I have a Lamborghini Mercy and your girlfriend wants me because she's thirsty for what I have.


I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
I'm driving a two-seat Lambo with your girl, and she's trying to hit on me.


O-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy With your girl, she tryna jerk me
Once again, I have a Lamborghini and your girl is trying to hit on me.


O-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I have a Lamborghini and your girl wants me because she's thirsty. While driving, I'm going to swerve my car.


I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (boy)
I'm driving a two-seat Lambo.


Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake) Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state Roll–roll–roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
I want you to drop to the floor and make your ass shake, I even want it so intense that it's like an earthquake. After that, I'm going to say that house was built on your ass and we can even roll weed on it.


Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? (Huh?) I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?) Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin' So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
Didn't we go through this every day? I worked all those long nights to make a paycheck eventually, and I finally got it. As a result, I need to relax and take a vacation, but people continue to hate on me so much that I feel like I need a gun now.


Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin' White girls politickin', that's that Sarah Palin Get–get–get–get–get–gettin' hot, Californicatin' I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in
I'm in Paris, drinking Perrier, watching white girls getting involved in politics (just like Sarah Palin). It's also getting hot out here, like we're in California, so I'm going to give a girl my D because that's where I was born and raised.


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
Once again, I have a Lamborghini and a two-seat Lambo, and your girlfriend is hitting on me. While driving, I'm going to swerve.


Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
This situation is causing emotional pain and turmoil. While driving, I'm going to swerve.


It is a—when it comes to my sound (swerve) Which is the champion sound (swerve) Believe, believe (swerve) Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho
My sound is the champion sound, so much so that while I'm driving, I'm going to swerve my car. It's prime time now, so I'm going to put the top down on my car as this represents my pimp game.


I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money
I'm wearing red leather, I have cocaine, I'm Rick James. I'm spending money on Ms. Pac-man, and I'm popping pills. I'm also taking some blue dolphins, to the point that two coffins might be necessary. All this girl asks me for is money for her heels.


All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that's real money Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin', that's exorcist
All this girl wants is money for her bills. I take my time to count it out and weigh it because it means that it is real money. Check out the jewelry on me, and watch people turn their heads like in the exorcist.


My Audemars like Mardi Gras That's Swiss time, and that's excellence Two-door preference Roof gone, George Jefferson
My Audemars watch is like Mardi Gras- bright and colorful. It's also Swiss time and that is associated with excellent quality. I prefer two-door cars, and my roof is gone, like George Jefferson.


That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo Lambo Murciélago She go wherever I go Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it's like— Believe (swerve)
I have a white pound cake with frost on it which makes your plain cake irrelevant. I have a Lamborghini Murcielago, and wherever I go, it comes with me. We move quickly and efficiently everywhere we go, so just believe it while I swerve.


It is a weepin' and a moanin' And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
This sound is causing all the people in the dancehall to experience emotional pain and turmoil. Those who don't have teeth can still rub their gums to it. My sound is a champion sound and the bugle has already called its successes many times, but it still has one more. I have so many stripes on my shoulder, representing all my achievements.


Let the suicide doors up I do suicides on the tour bus I do suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
Let the suicide doors on my cars open, as I'm known to do this type of thing on my tour bus and private jet. This is because I'm flying so much that it's like I'm about to be dead from exhaustion, but in reality, it's because I'm just awesome like that.


I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em gimme fifty million and Imma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level
When I walked into the Def Jam building, I was feeling like I was too cool for the room. I told them to give me fifty million and I would retire. Most rappers don't have a taste level as good as mine, so turn up the bass until it's in your face.


Don't do no press but I get the most press kit Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melting like Dalí
I don't do press, but I still get the most press, partly due to my girl, who makes your girl look unattractive. My girl takes Molly and now everyone at the party is melting (like Salvador Dali's art).


Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby (yah) Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)
Now everyone's moving their body to the music. I don't care to buy apartments because I would just live in the lobby. People are loitering just to feel important. You will even see lawyers and people in fancy shoes.


Okay, now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise I'm drunk and high at the same time Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (tell 'em)
Try to catch up to me and my campaign, while I'm driving a car the color of mayonnaise. I'm both drunk and high at the same time. Plus, I'm drinking champagne on the airplane.


Spit rounds like a gun range (baow) Beat it up like Rampage Hundred bands, cut your girl Now your girl need a Band-Aid (damn)
I can quickly spit like it's a gun range and take someone down like Rampage. I have a hundred bands, so I can even cut someone's girl to the point they'll need a Band-Aid.


Grade A, A1 Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds, backpack rhymin' Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yep)
I have the highest quality with grade A, A1. My chain is the color of Akon, and I have black diamonds. Even Louis Vuitton co-signed my actions.


Horsepower, horsepower All this Polo on, I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand Now I make it rain, she want more showers
I have an immense amount of horsepower, which I can afford since I have so much Polo clothing. The pound I'm buying costs four thousand. I make it rain so much that everyone wants more showers.


Rain (rain) pourin' (pourin') All my cars are foreign (foreign) All my broads are foreign (foreign) Money tall like Jordan Believe, believe, believe, believe
It's raining really hard, and all my cars and women are from foreign places. My money is also just as impressive as Michael Jordan. Just believe it.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Anthony C. Khan, Denzie Hugh Beagle, Herbert L Turner, James M. Thomas, Kanye Omari West, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Micheal George Dean, Reggie Henriques Williams, Sean Anderson, Stepan Taft, Tauheed Epps, Terrence Thornton, Wibert Keith Williams, Wil

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@money0925

​@@letlhogonolodiane3432 thats why I say arguably (not being a smart ass, I just like rap debates lol).These the only songs I think can be in the convo for best feature of the decade:

2 Chainz - Mercy (Star making verse, Instant turnup)

Nicky Minaj - Monster (She was kinda new at the time, but ate Kanye AND Jay Z. at the same time)

Kendrick - Control (New Niggas still aint got involved) AND Nosetalgia (Might be the best lyrically)

Drake - Stay Schemin (We aint heard from Common since lmao. Leave that man alone.)

Chance - Ultralight Beam (Til it drift to Pangea???? Amen)

Rick Ross - Devil and A New Dress (Ross at his peak)

If someone put anything else, they buggin lol



All comments from YouTube:

@Jjc504

2Chainz verse is absolutely insane. That flow ?! That delivery?! Till this day , one of the hardest verses ever spit

@NexApex

Yep , even without any real Concept unlike other Rappers on this single he still Killed his Verse 💯

@joeytribianni9280

Honestly washed the other 3

@teneishafane458

Sht was easy asl to rap but definitely was a hard verse

@Robyn_Retro

I remember being so surprised by how he actually bodied his verse when this came out. Didn’t know he had it in him. Perfect note to end on as well.

@kramarkml

@@Robyn_Retro it's hard to make something look easy

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@tasmayshah5539

I had no business listening to this when I was 8

@DeathsWhistle

Lmao i feel that except 10 for me

@stanleyfrimpong3853

Same

@behrmartez4373

Lol

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