Master P - So Many Souls Deceased lyrics

OK you wanna go to war with me I take you to war I told you I don't k** no mothaf**ing kid Look at you now you stupid f** you stupid f**. Chorus (2x): I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with alot of k**ers with me Master P: The Last Don be my name I feel I'm trapped in the game Alot of sh** done changed to protect the guilty in the dope game Such as getting paid n***a turning to the feds n***a Its a risky business the mob putting hearts a** in n***az beds n***a 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 n***a you know And if you ask me it be some n***az out the Calliope Like Glenn Miss, Sam Scuddy, Pee-Wee L. Broadnax, Slim some dead some in jail g Cause this game is so real And n***az hustle like the Last Don 'til they get k**ed ?????? Chorus (4x) The Commision #1: Syndicated crime at its finest, started off dimeless I bless the mic device and now my ice got you blinded I stone the liquor so thing this sh** is a gimmick The Last Don and The Commission T-S-O click and No Limit From start to finish for this paper look I'm all in it Rules in the game I bent in in a tank that can't be dented Drama we always in it cause many n***az be Ph'n Mad that's why they busting they a** we on vacation The unexpected done happened n***a we blowing up Soundtracks and platinum plats whoa there ain't no holding us Give a f** if ya like me care less if you don't b**h respect the flame in the tank making this b**h jump Chorus (4x) The Commision #2: The sh** about to slow we living Like malt liquors in and out of court n***az The Commission on a money making position a team of street smart n***az Living this triple beam dream Godfather bless a n***a with weight Now we havin' ok receiving shipments in by the crates Its that organized goodguy goodfella sh** The other level living like better sh** They crime family can barely ride hustling to gather sh** Ain't nobody seperates Spiral and No Limit The Last Don and the Commission in this money making position The Commision #3: I put 4-5 slugs in n***az neck n***az respect anothe casualty I live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagely Boy ya'll ain't f**ing with no run of the mill n***az hoss We k** n***az We k** as a little n***a 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 in my corner its a sign the n***a made it Chorus (2x)