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No Mercy

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

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

Middle Finger U

Sauce Money

Middle Finger U

1999

stupid motherfuckers
want to-be rap brothers--ruggers--, bitin ass niggas who love us
Idolize us, eat a dick, can't touch us
Slick nigga, far from a snitch

coming
So when I ride through you can hear the Hummer humming
And when I hop in I ain't be the one to say Bunny
Pull the album out pay some bills get it

really happening 

Chorus

3rd Verse
Try to survive the night you’ll be dead by daylight I might throw some dynamite or shoot you on site killing them all

being afraid of consequences better come to your senses or I’m going to be swinging for the fences ready to throw hands & just box you’ll be shaking like

If I could move boulders, then I wouldn't be Sisyphus
I could be Atlas insisting I deliver this
Globe to its rightful spot, atop Orion's spur

info bout him by humanity
I am the mystery, lit like I’m radiant
I am an Alien
Alright, first of all, sike
But it be a lie to say I’m like you
I ain’t

I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
No disrespect to the greats
But I'm the greatest instead
I only call

you’re my brother, why are you doing this?”
“We were meant to start our next album, come on, man, get a grip”
I see Dan, he’s dead, so that must be a trick

(In the case of nuclear or radiological fallout)
(People living around potential targets such as military bases and chemical planets)
(Will be

that needs to be in a cage
I'm grabbed my blade ready to make some edits to his face
Kill him dead, leave a trace
Hear my breath, heart race
Through my

ain't gonna be another album is it 
Now I look at him different
Honestly everything else is a blur 
After seeing Proof laying there that's kind of what I

got my album complete
In 24 we preparing for this
By 25, we'll be out on the streets
In 2030 I know we'll be lit
Shoutout to me cause I cook all my

the fuck you at)
(You ain't ready) 
(Where y'all at)
(Uh huh, yeah)
(Raise the volume)
(Turn it up, one more time, just a little bit)
(Hold up I'm feeling it

Well one, why do these wanna be ass suckers be on your dick
Cause being fake is in they blood,
can't stick with one click so they switch
Two, why

to be
Now you can see who I was born to be

Outro: (All White G)
Yeah this is the album
Shout out to my loved ones shout out to the dedicated ones
Shout

Burgundy

Earl Sweatshirt

Doris

2013

nobody care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"

Grandma's passing
But I'm too busy tryna get this fuckin' album cracking to see her
So I

Fresh Azimiz

Jermaine Dupri

Fresh Asimiz/Mo Money

2005

And ain't no jokin'
Fresh like fat-laces and dukey ropes and I keep on smokin'
Young but I'm ready, so that means I'm strokin'
If you pet me nowadays,

the trigger squeezes
That's right muhfucka, say hi to Jesus
Don't wanna be around when the hot shit releases
Talkin' bout my album or the drama
Either way my

HoodFace, I'm back in the booth today
Two albums out and I'm here to stay
Still in them sky limits of "Fly Away"
38 where I use to crash in place

why I keep a long spoon like a mile away
Bring happiness yo way with just a smile a day
But even on yo best day you still gotta pray
It's gone be times

out
Me I’m action oriented
That should be my album title
Dedication and commitment man
That shit is hella vital
The key to success was lost in

of groupies, in the lobby
Got Ciroc, by the bottle, getting sloppy
Gotta check ya throat and ya pussy, no Bobby
Cause I’m on a roll now
And all of my shows, be

fresh what you aim to be
And money 'cause it grows on trees
Here we go here we go to the top
You ready 'cause you know it don’t stop
Like a ride from