[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 niggaz 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, ????   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