The Commission

In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby
In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby

Don't think 'cause I rap and get pie all the time
I won't grip the .9 and put one up in your spine
I stop you from walking
Shoot you in the mouth and stop you from talking
That box you'll get tossed in
Dressed up neatly for fucking with a B.G
S been Ready to Die like B.I.G. first CD
Told you I was coming, you niggas didn't believe me
Knock down the door to this game so easy
How could you niggas? They call NYPD
M.A.F.I.A.'s the realest gang, you see on T.V
We beat you down, stab you up
Gun you down, my niggas don't give a fuck
The only time I work out is when I lift the H
Have my bullets come in sets, 2, 4, 6, and 8s
10, 12, 14s, 16 in the clip
Empty it out and send a nigga deep when it sicks

In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby
In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby

I need some light prince, athlete, smashing apollonian
Took a bad bitch to see a math and Smithsonian
Back when Bobby Brown ran around "Tenderoni"ing
I was O.T. with more kis than custodians
Wonder how could 'Pac felt when the last shot was thrown at 'em
Me escape jail, it'd be another rebel home again
Bang with the youngings in the polly with the older men
Viewers upstate you get your face all broken in
Go through it with the brakes, in any state, you'll be loccing in
Sell your lil' weed, OZs, you'll be broke again
Got a gall' of water and today I got the dope again
You and your squad starve hard like Ethiopians
Might strip this hard, foreign cars they be rolling in
Got a pack of crack, tried to get the block sew'd again
Fuck your yes-mans, fake fans, and your phony friends
Your boys come off lock? Got a shotgun to show 'em, then

In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby
In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby

Imagine young fools copping the 5th
Without taking a sip
Son of a gun, she ain't raise no bitch
Tell the world to kiss ass, I don't take no shit
Make sure you finish the pack, I gotta make mine flip
See, when Nino see cake like this
'Cause the cake I mix
Will have you broke and singing "Days Like This"
I'm in the 745, rims 8 by 6
Now every girl in the town wan' taste my dick
Chocolate hoes, two poles, it taste like Twix
Nigga with cancer and AIDs said, "I ain't that sick"
Then that young kid from Patterson savage in every track he gets
Spit crack, turn it to coke, then back to crack again
You fucking with a beast, dog, you more like Shrek
Young Kuna spit the crack that make you fall like ...
Dog Pound, bitch, don't make me call my jets
Call me Rasheed Wallace the way I pull that TEC

In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby
In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him (Uh)
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was wit' him
Yeah, you heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, it's the M.A.F.I.A., baby