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Текст песни Flesh-N-Bone f Big Punisher, Fat Joe - No Mercy

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[Fat Joe]Yeah, real muthafuckin` gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin` ClevelandTerror Squad, muthafuckas[Flesh]I`m (comin`) to get ya, comin` to serve a brotherMe fo`-fo` show no one mercyBut I`m off searchin` for thoseYou`re soon to be comin` up missin`Get at your strip and my niggas talkin` `bout murder moKeep me ? on hydro, blunt flow, (but I take his shit, all of it)Runnin` with all my thugsta niggasBetter beware when I bail on the ClairGravedig, wig splitter, put one in yaTo the woods to ? your bodyRight ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tightBut my niggas ain`t fuckin` the ?, tell `em not to bangBetter believe we goin` to kill all the witnessSo test Flesh, gotta put `em in check every timeHere we go march in at nightJust picture me thuggin` in Cleveland, deep in the womenMe and my green, come up with that teamSo we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleedBetter not sleep or you sleep with that deepWhen I pap that chromeIt`ll be gone, what you`re fuckin` with?The ever-rollin` Bone to the dome, you doneFlesh-n-Bone off with the gunQuiet, so how`d they put him a casket?Why is it niggas want violence?I`ll find him, no competition, listenAmmuntion, let `em have itCan`t outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smokeNow fiend me the bud to gets me buzzedSo what if you hate me?Keep to yourself or the haters catch a slugAnd never know what it was (was)[Big Punisher]Here comes the pain, one in your brain frameNiggas is thinkin` this shit is a gameSlip in a clip in the MACClack, what`s my name? Big PunGo for your guns, sonLet`s get it onMy vest is onProtectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone[Flesh]Think I`m a murder, light up a spliffBetter think of sophisticated way to learnImitators, it gets me ? that niggas try to be like usBut can`t get the hang, bet I hurt the bustas at ?They depend on us suckas keep watchin`You better switch and get humbleKeep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin`Glock-glock, double nina, infrared beamNow die in an instant flashGet rid of `em, mister, ? of `em, yeahTry to flee and you`ll meet your doom, killin` soonYour ? get tossed to my great daneThey havin` ? handy for supperWhat` s worser, don`t even want aNigga like me to go thickWhat the hell, if you really want to sufferStop pressin`, and now what`s the problem?Niggas start the staticAlways with the silver revolverBet I solve `em, hollow point ?, cash and blastGet it told, didn`t feel ? with your soulWhy murder and follow, but told youShould`ve slowed your roll for ?Here I go, here I go, proceedin` to murderScribblin` hellified bloody scripturesWhen I sneaks the greenI come to the nigga, hear the fat lady singIt`s your funeral, misterHow would you picture the story and them haters endin`I`m forcin` the pain, bringin` the game to the tableAnd we able to bump off your labelMo props to ? Mo Thug we brang, we brangMo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brangI`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get youI`m feelin` that lynchin` comin` to get youGet out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimesGet out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimesWhoever didn`t lynch `em becomes wig split fools, wig split foolsI`ll pop and hit you with a millimeter glock, non-stopWith my favorite fuckin` tool, toolKingpin and all of you sucka bustasPrepare 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 theCleveland bosses, Cleveland bossesWe done way past goldEven past platinum, done triple-doubled itGo look at the stats, can`t stand a nigga sellin` hits quickDon`t go lookin` for troubleIf you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of aMossy shotty, can`t help yaNever could drop me, but I`m untouchableLook behind me, find Mo Thug thug posse[Fat Joe]For the right price, I put any ? up on iceSo for a green cardTerror Squad will carve `em up real niceSend `em to Christ takin` this life`s not a problemI been robbin` niggas and pullin` triggers way before my albumDrownin` my sorrows in bottles of OldeAnybody can go, lose your control, end up a John DoeYou didn`t know my shit was game tightThe insane type to bust open your brain with a drain pipeIt ain`t right, but I don`t give a uhMe and Punisher, contemplate your death like the governorA red dot to make your head hotDisgustin` wet spot, blood gushin` out your ? dreadlocksBlowin` the spot like David KoreshBlazin` the sess with Wish, Biz, Layzie, Krayzie, and Flesh[Big Punisher]Here comes the pain, one in your brain frameNiggas is thinkin` this shit is a gameSlip in a clip in the MACClack, what`s my name? Big PunGo for your guns, sonLet`s get it onMy vest is onProtectin` home, it`s only Flesh-N-Bone

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