No Mercy

[Intro: Fat Joe]

Yeah, real muthafuckin' gangstas

All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland

Terror Squad, muthafuckas

[Verse 1: Flesh-N-Bone]

I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother

Me fo'-fo' show no one mercy

But I'm off searchin' for those

You're soon to be comin' up missin'

Get at your strip and my niggas talkin' 'bout murder mo

Keep me ? on hydro, blunt flow, (but I take his shit, all of it)

Runnin' with all my thugsta niggas

Better beware when I bail on the Clair

Gravedig, wig splitter, put one in ya

To the woods to ? your body

Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight

But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang

Better believe we goin' to kill all the witness

So test Flesh, gotta put 'em in check every time

Here we go march in at night

Just picture me thuggin' in Cleveland, deep in the women

Me and my green, come up with that team

So we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleed

Better not sleep or you sleep with that deep

When I pap that chrome

It'll be gone, what you're fuckin' with?

The ever-rollin' Bone to the dome, you done

Flesh-n-Bone off with the gun

Quiet, so how'd they put him a casket?

Why is it niggas want violence?

I'll find him, no competition, listen

Ammuntion, let 'em have it

Can't outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smoke

Now fiend me the bud to gets me buzzed

So what if you hate me?

Keep to yourself or the haters catch a slug

And never know what it was (was)

[Chorus: Big Pun]

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone

[Verse 2: Flesh-N-Bone]

Think I'm a murder, light up a spliff

Better think of sophisticated way to learn

Imitators, it gets me ? that niggas try to be like us

But can't get the hang, bet I hurt the bustas at ?

They depend on us suckas keep watchin'

You better switch and get humble

Keep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin'

Glock-Glock, double nina, infrared beam

Now die in an instant flash

Get rid of 'em, mister, ? of 'em, yeah

Try to flee and you'll meet your doom, killin' soon

Your ? get tossed to my great dane

They havin' ? handy for supper

What' s worser, don't even want a

Nigga like me to go thick

What the hell, if you really want to suffer

Stop pressin', and now what's the problem?

Niggas start the static

Always with the silver revolver

Bet I solve 'em, hollow point ?, cash and blast

Get it told, didn't feel ? with your soul

Why murder and follow, but told you

Should've slowed your roll for ?

Here I go, here I go, proceedin' to murder

Scribblin' hellified bloody scriptures

When I sneaks the green

I come to the nigga, hear the fat lady sing

It's your funeral, mister

How would you picture the story and them haters endin'

I'm forcin' the pain, bringin' the game to the table

And we able to bump off your label

Mo props to ? Mo Thug we brang, we brang

Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang

I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you

I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you

Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes

Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes

Whoever didn't lynch 'em becomes wig split fools, wig split fools

I'll pop and hit you with a millimeter Glock, non-stop

With my favorite fuckin' tool, tool

Kingpin and all of you sucka bustas

Prepare to lose, prepare to lose

'Bout time for you ready to die, pow, pow, what am I?

Guess who, so Flesh'll be waitin', anticipatin', ?

Really don't want to fuck the

Cleveland bosses, Cleveland bosses

We done way past gold

Even past platinum, done triple-doubled it

Go look at the stats, can't stand a nigga sellin' hits quick

Don't go lookin' for trouble

If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a

Mossy shotty, can't help ya

Never could drop me, but I'm untouchable

Look behind me, find Mo Thug thug posse

[Verse 3: Fat Joe]

For the right price, I put any rapper up on ice

So for a green card

Terror Squad will carve 'em up real nice

Send 'em to Christ takin' this life's not a problem

I been robbin' niggas and pullin' triggers way before my album

Drownin' my sorrows in bottles of Olde

Anybody can go, lose your control, end up a John Doe

You didn't know my shit was game tight

The insane type to bust open your brain with a drain pipe

It ain't right, but I don't give a uh

Me and Punisher, contemplate your death like the governor

A red dot to make your head hot

Disgustin' wet spot, blood gushin' out your bombaclut dreadlocks

Blowin' the spot like David Koresh

Blazin' the sess with Wish, Biz, Layzie, Krayzie, and Flesh

[Chorus: Big Pun]

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone

Here comes the pain, one in your brain frame

Niggas is thinking this shit is a game

Slip in a clip in the MAC

Clack, what's my name? Big Pun

Go for your guns, son

Let's get it on

My vest is on

Protecting home, it's only Flesh-N-Bone