One, one, two   Check me out, right here, yo      Yo, the sun don't shine forever   (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 beats 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 somethin', make sure you hear it right   Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'   (Yeah, now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)   Our music keeps you movin', what are you provin'?   (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)      You know that I'm two levels above you, baby   (Music's gettin louder)   Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby   (This shit is hot!)   Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin' but choked   (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)   And that jealousy is only gonna 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'ma win 'cause I'm too smart for these cats   While they makin' up facts, you rakin' up plats   (Uhh)      In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit 'em   He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit 'em   You heard of us, the murderers, most shady   Been on the low lately, the feds hate me, the son of Satan      They say my killing's too blatant   You hesitatin', I'm in your mama crib waitin'   Duct tapin', your fam destiny, lays in my hands   Gat lays in my waist,      Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal   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, pack guns      Ridiculous and I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch   Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch   Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso   Now you call me Castro, my rap flows      Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit   Oops, Cristal keep spillin' 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, tryin' to make dough   Like Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start shit   See me, only me, the under boss of this holocaust   Truly yours, Frank White      We got the real live shit from front to back   To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?   Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz 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 niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?   Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?      Put your money on the table and get your math on   Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on   See you later Dog, I'ma 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 ?til all the cash gone   Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it   To make classics, hotter than acid      P-D, rollin' on your tape or CD   The girl-boy killa, no team illa   The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel   We been hot for a long time burnin' like a candle      What you can do is check your distribution   My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em   You ain't gotta like me, you just mad   'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be      We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights   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 y'all diminish   Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish      Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe   Break bread, with the Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch   Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin' him   Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em      Placin' them in funerals, criminals turned aroused   The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy   Business wise, I play men, hide money on the Island Cayman   Y'all just betray men, you screamin', I position, competition   'Nother day in the life of the Commission      We got the real live shit from front to back   To my niggaz in the world, where the fuck you at?   Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz 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 niggaz in the world, where the fuck you at?   Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz 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 niggaz is at? Where my niggaz 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 niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?   Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?   We got the real live shit      Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do   It's all fucked up now   What I'ma do now, huh?   What I'ma do now?   It's all fucked up now