No Mercy

<br>Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe<br>Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin` Souls)<br>Song: No Mercy<br><br>[Fat Joe]<br>Yeah, real muthafuckin` gangstas <br>All the way from New York to muthafuckin` Cleveland<br>Terror Squad, muthafuckas<br><br>[Flesh]<br>I`m (comin`) to get ya, comin` to serve a brother<br>Me fo`-fo` show no one mercy<br>But I`m off searchin` for those<br>You`re soon to be comin` up missin`<br>Get at your strip and my niggas talkin` `bout murder mo<br>Keep me ? on hydro, blunt flow, (but I take his shit, all of it)<br>Runnin` with all my thugsta niggas<br>Better beware when I bail on the Clair<br>Gravedig, wig splitter, put one in ya<br>To the woods to ? your body<br>Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight<br>But my niggas ain`t fuckin` the ?, tell `em not to bang<br>Better believe we goin` to kill all the witness<br>So test Flesh, gotta put `em in check every time<br>Here we go march in at night<br>Just picture me thuggin` in Cleveland, deep in the women<br>Me and my green, come up with that team<br>So we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleed<br>Better not sleep or you sleep with that deep<br>When I pap that chrome<br>It`ll be gone, what you`re fuckin` with?<br>The ever-rollin` Bone to the dome, you done<br>Flesh-n-Bone off with the gun<br>Quiet, so how`d they put him a casket?<br>Why is it niggas want violence?<br>I`ll find him, no competition, listen<br>Ammuntion, let `em have it<br>Can`t outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smoke<br>Now fiend me the bud to gets me buzzed<br>So what if you hate me?<br>Keep to yourself or the haters catch a slug<br>And never know what it was (was)<br><br>[Big Punisher]<br>Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame<br>Niggas is thinkin` this shit is a game<br>Slip in a clip in the MAC<br>Clack, what`s my name? Big Pun<br>Go for your guns, son<br>Let`s get it on<br>My vest is on<br>Protectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone<br><br>[Flesh]<br>Think I`m a murder, light up a spliff<br>Better think of sophisticated way to learn<br>Imitators, it gets me ? that niggas try to be like us<br>But can`t get the hang, bet I hurt the bustas at ?<br>They depend on us suckas keep watchin`<br>You better switch and get humble<br>Keep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin`<br>Glock-glock, double nina, infrared beam<br>Now die in an instant flash<br>Get rid of `em, mister, ? of `em, yeah<br>Try to flee and you`ll meet your doom, killin` soon<br>Your ? get tossed to my great dane<br>They havin` ? handy for supper<br>What` s worser, don`t even want a<br>Nigga like me to go thick<br>What the hell, if you really want to suffer<br>Stop pressin`, and now what`s the problem?<br>Niggas start the static<br>Always with the silver revolver<br>Bet I solve `em, hollow point ?, cash and blast<br>Get it told, didn`t feel ? with your soul<br>Why murder and follow, but told you<br>Should`ve slowed your roll for ?<br>Here I go, here I go, proceedin` to murder<br>Scribblin` hellified bloody scriptures<br>When I sneaks the green<br>I come to the nigga, hear the fat lady sing<br>It`s your funeral, mister<br>How would you picture the story and them haters endin`<br>I`m forcin` the pain, bringin` the game to the table<br>And we able to bump off your label<br>Mo props to ? Mo Thug we brang, we brang<br>Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang<br>I`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get you<br>I`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get you<br>Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes<br>Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes<br>Whoever didn`t lynch `em becomes wig split fools, wig split fools<br>I`ll pop and hit you with a millimeter glock, non-stop<br>With my favorite fuckin` tool, tool<br>Kingpin and all of you sucka bustas<br>Prepare to lose, prepare to lose<br>`Bout time for you ready to die, pow, pow, what am I? <br>Guess who, so Flesh`ll be waitin`, anticipatin`, ?<br>Really don`t want to fuck the<br>Cleveland bosses, Cleveland bosses<br>We done way past gold<br>Even past platinum, done triple-doubled it<br>Go look at the stats, can`t stand a nigga sellin` hits quick<br>Don`t go lookin` for trouble<br>If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a<br>Mossy shotty, can`t help ya<br>Never could drop me, but I`m untouchable<br>Look behind me, find Mo Thug thug posse<br><br>[Fat Joe]<br>For the right price, I put any ? up on ice<br>So for a green card<br>Terror Squad will carve `em up real nice<br>Send `em to Christ takin` this life`s not a problem<br>I been robbin` niggas and pullin` triggers way before my album<br>Drownin` my sorrows in bottles of Olde<br>Anybody can go, lose your control, end up a John Doe<br>You didn`t know my shit was game tight<br>The insane type to bust open your brain with a drain pipe<br>It ain`t right, but I don`t give a uh<br>Me and Punisher, contemplate your death like the governor<br>A red dot to make your head hot<br>Disgustin` wet spot, blood gushin` out your ? dreadlocks<br>Blowin` the spot like David Koresh<br>Blazin` the sess with Wish, Biz, Layzie, Krayzie, and Flesh<br><br>[Big Punisher]<br>Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame<br>Niggas is thinkin` this shit is a game<br>Slip in a clip in the MAC<br>Clack, what`s my name? Big Pun<br>Go for your guns, son<br>Let`s get it on<br>My vest is on<br>Protectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone