Junior M.A.F.I.A. - The Commission lyrics
[Junior M.A.F.I.A. - The Commission lyrics]
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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, 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 BG
S been Ready to Die like BIG 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
MAFIA's the realest gang, you see on TV
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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby
I need some light prince, athlete
Smashin' apollonian took a bad bitch to see
A math and Smithsonian back when Bobby Brown
Ran around "Tenderoni"ing
I was OT 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 loccin' 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 rollin' 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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby
Imagine young fools coppin' 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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby
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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, 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 BG
S been Ready to Die like BIG 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
MAFIA's the realest gang, you see on TV
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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby
I need some light prince, athlete
Smashin' apollonian took a bad bitch to see
A math and Smithsonian back when Bobby Brown
Ran around "Tenderoni"ing
I was OT 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 loccin' 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 rollin' 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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby
Imagine young fools coppin' 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 MAFIA, 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 MAFIA, baby