So Many Souls Deceased

[Intro: Master P] OK you wanna go to war with me I take you to war I told you I don't kill no mothafucking kid Look at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck [Chorus: Master P] I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me [x2] [Verse 1: Master P] The Last Don be my name I feel I'm trapped in the game A lot of shit been changed to protect the guilty in the dope game Judges getting paid nigga, turning to the feds nigga Its a risky business the mob putting horse heads in niggas beds nigga And homies going sour take 'em to the pen and they cowards I'm not Scarface, but after the money and the power And ask yourself who's the realest nigga you know And if you ask me it be some niggas out the Cali yo Like Glenn Miss, Sam Scuddy, Pee-Wee L. Broadnax, Slim some dead some in jail g Cause this game is so real And niggas hustle like the Last Don 'til they get killed [Chorus: Master P] I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me [x4] [Verse 2: The Commision] Syndicated crime at its finest, started off dimeless I bless the mic device and now my ice got you blinded I stung the liquor so don't think this shit is a gimmick The Last Don and The Commission T-S-O click and No Limit From start to the finish for this paper look I'm all in it Rules in the game I bend it in a tank that can't be dented Drama we always in it cause many niggas be Ph'n Mad that's why they busting they ass we on vacation The unexpected done happened nigga we blowing up Soundtracks and platinum plaques whodi there ain't no holding us Give a fuck if ya like me care less if you don't Bitch respect the flame in the tank making this bitch jump (UNNNGGGHH!) [Chorus: Master P] I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me [Verse 3: The Commision] The shit about to start we living life Like malt liquors in and out of court niggas The Commission on a money making position a team of street smart niggas Living this triple beam dream Godfather bless a nigga with weight Now we havin' ok receiving shipments in by the crates Its that organized wise guy goodfella shit The other level living like better shit They crime family can barely ride hustling to gather shit Ain't nobody separates Spiral and No Limit The Last Don and the Commission in this money making position [Verse 4: The Commision] I put 4-5 slugs in niggas neck no disrespect another casualty I live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagely Boy ya'll ain't fucking with no run of the mill niggas hoss We kill niggas 357 steel nigga by my waist under my Hilfigger I'm trying to make a multimillion come up before I'm dead A twisted No Limit wanted soldiers so holler when ya listening I put it on these dreads in my head the Commission can't be faded With the Last Don up in my corner its a sign the nigga made it (UNNNGGHH!) [Chorus: Master P] I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me