So Many Souls Deceased lyrics

by

Master P


[Intro: Master P]
OK you wanna go to war with me
I take you to war
I told you I don't kill no mothaf*cking kid
Look at you now you stupid f*ck you stupid f*ck

[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 sh*t been changed to protect the guilty in the dope game
Judges getting paid n*gga, turning to the feds n*gga
Its a risky business the mob putting horse heads in n*ggas beds n*gga
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*gga you know
And if you ask me it be some n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 sh*t 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 n*ggas be Ph'n
Mad that's why they busting they ass we on vacation
The unexpected done happened n*gga we blowing up
Soundtracks and platinum plaques whodi there ain't no holding us
Give a f*ck if ya like me care less if you don't
b*tch respect the flame in the tank making this b*tch 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 sh*t about to start we living life
Like malt liquors in and out of court n*ggas
The Commission on a money making position a team of street smart n*ggas
Living this triple beam dream
Godfather bless a n*gga with weight
Now we havin' ok receiving shipments in by the crates
Its that organized wise guy goodfella sh*t
The other level living like better sh*t
They crime family can barely ride hustling to gather sh*t
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 n*ggas neck no disrespect another casualty
I live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagely
Boy ya'll ain't f*cking with no run of the mill n*ggas hoss
We kill n*ggas 357 steel n*gga 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 n*gga 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
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