Featuring Notorious B.I.G. and Busta Rhymes
One, one, two, check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever
In a Commission, you ask for permission to hit them
We got the real live shit from front to back
Put your money on the table and get your math on
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
We got the real live shit from front to back
Aiyyo, can you hear me out there
It's all fucked up now
You can turn the track up a little bit for me
But as long as it's here, then we might as well shine together
All up in my ears
Better now than never, business before pleasure
The mic is loud, but the beat isn't loud
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
Yeah
So when you hear something, make sure you hear it right
Don't make an ass out of yourself, by assuming
Yeah, now the mic is lower, turn the mics up
Our music keeps you moving, what are you proving
Turn that shit all the way up, yeah
You know that I'm two levels above you, baby
Music's getting louder
Hug me, baby, I'm going to make you love me, baby
This shit is hot
Talking crazy ain't going to get you nothing but choked
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
And that jealousy is only going to leave you broke
So the only thing left now is God for these cats
And Big, you know you too hard for these cats
I'm a wing cause I'm too smart for these cats
While they making up fact, uh, you raking up plats
He don't like me, him and wild wifey was with them
You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me
The sun is blurred, they say my killing's too blatant
You're hesitating, I'm in your mama's crib waiting
Duct taping your fam's destiny lays in my hands
Gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action packed, guns, ridiculous
And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two automatoes, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows militant
You all faggots ain't killing shit
Oops, Cristal, keep spilling shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, trying to make dough like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this Holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at
Where my niggas is at
Where the fuck my bitches at
Where my bitches is at
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at
Where my niggas is at
Where the fuck my bitches at
Where my bitches is at
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later, Dawg, I'm going to get my stash on
There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd live it up till all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it
To make classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rolling on your tape or CD
The girl boy killer, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel
We been hot for a long time, burning like a candle
What you can do is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced them
You ain't going to like me, you just mad
Cause I tell you how it is, and you tell it how it might be
The heaters in the two seaters, with two Midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook
Matty broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all you all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped in the Coupe
Break bread with the kids, Peniro, sheik loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacing him
Niggaz step up, we just macing them
Placing them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy
Business rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, you all just betray men
You screaming, I position, competition
Another day in the life of the Commission
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at
Where my niggas is at
Where the fuck my bitches at
Where my bitches is at
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at
Where my niggas is at
Where the fuck my bitches at
Where my bitches is at
Aiyyo, turn me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, it's all fucked up now
You all know it's all fucked up now, right
What the fuck you all going to do now
What am I going to do now
Can you all hear me out there
Can you all hear me out there
Fuck you all niggaz want to do
What am I going to do now, huh
What am I going to do now
It's all fucked up now