Thug Brothers

[Flex]

Yeah, Nore, Big Pun, Funk Flex

[Nore]

A lot of ghetto things goin on right here

Jess West, N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E

FUNKMASTER!  Flex, Flex

Big Punisher, Punisher

We on some shit

Thugs ?

Yo, I got no license, two cars but hey

Yo a GS grey, and a CLK

Never, ? so it can lead my way

My first, album was dope but ain't, get no play

We smoked out, with them MLX's

I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan freaks

CNN, yeah this is like our 60th week

Yo Flex, you got the Jeep but now you gettin the peep

Me and you goin platinum, cause you fuckin with me

This is the final chapter, you told me, volume three

Yo, come through, eat niggas like ? you

And tell them bitches in the back, that we wanna fuck too

We at the Mariott, meet us at, 12:02

N.O.R.E., Flex and the Punisher crew

We gonna do it for the ghetto, and the families too

Cause if I had friends, I wouldn't have a two door Benz

I, be on some deep shit, only coppin cheap shit

Thinkin long term, not thinkin on some weak shit

I don't trust, no one now, cause they hate me

Everybody known to snake me, cornflake me

Lately, I concentrated, on my decision

I promised myself, I'd never go back to prison

Chorus: Nore and Pun

[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers!

[Pun]	Deeper than blood, my peoples is bugged

	We keep two and slugs, under deep in the clubs

[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers!

[Pun]	Big Nore and Pun, we're warriors from

	the glorious and most notorious slums

[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers!

[Pun]	Thug shit at heart, we bugged from the start

	Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, it's sparked

[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers!

[Pun]	Jess West, Pun from TS

	Yo Funk Flex, Noreaga ????

[Big Punisher]

You brave in the heart, playin a part amazingly smart

Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art

Takin New York cats past the start

First it was Nasty Nas then watch me turn a apple into Macintosh

Computer chip, locomotion flow, costa nostra dough

Tote the toast on low, business never personal

Just some words to know, if you from the streets, come in piece

Or leave in pieces, even Jesus was killed by the polices

They crucified him now they inject us refuse to fry em

The pendulum state of death is my fate, cool I'm dyin

If that's my destiny it's meant to be, just remember

To bury the motherfuckin that bent me right, next to me

Aight crew?  (No doubt Pun!)  Aight then

Let's fight then, I'm hype blend, comin with the thunder

And the lightening, inviting the comp, ice on the arm

Nights on the storm, put knifes in your moms, right up in the Bronx

Mic in the palm, it's the Ghetto God

I tear a nigga heart, out his frame, when I scream, Terror Squad

We larger than life, my initials carved in my wife

She'd share to starve on my diet, understand I'm like God in her eyes

The father of Christ, get a mere mortal

Blessin beer bottles by the dozen with Nore it's Brothers Thuggin

Chorus latter 1/2