Good Day America this is Mr. No Limit
 So you want to get rid of gansta rap
 but what if gansta rap gets rid of you
 how'd you like them apples
 you want your kids to grow up listenin' to good american music
 but they don't want that they want that bout it bout it shit
 you always point the finger at the bad guy
 but what if the bad guy points the finger at you
 fuck the politcians the media and the government
 the fucking world was built on corruption
 if it wasn't for people like me and my reality music
 you couldn't pay for a meal
 I'm tired of you fucking hustlers following me around
 tapping my phone and over taxing my money
 you know what a hustler is
 its a pig that don't fly straight
 but its ok (its ok)
 when you finish listening to this tape
 it'll be the last time you hear a bad guy like me
 so fuck you cockaroaches sincerly the last don
 Master P The Last Don
 [Master P]
 I made millions from raps I couldn't die in scraps
 No Limit niggas we strapped thug niggas bust caps
 I live the life of a rider lost at heart
 I played the pieces to the puzzles but they tore me apart
 I went to jail for shit I didn't do
 niggas banged at my motherfuckin' crew
 we retaliated now we killers (Ughhhhhh)
 niggas slang ghetto dope cain but we drug dealers
 ain't that a bitch a nigga tryin' make it
 can't bust society but these fools tryin' take me
 they want you dead or locked up smokin' or rocked up
 walkin' or blocked up down or cocked up
 In the bayou haters six feet deep it could be you or me
 your girl or your homey
 cause life has no time but keep your eyes on your enemies
 that's one that's grown from the Last Don
 he took the kiss of death so I could be The Last Don (4X)
 2Pac, Biggie Smalls, My little Brother Kevin Miller
 they all took the kiss of death so I could be the last don
 real niggas and bitches out there feel my pain
 feel my pain its real out here
 ain't no such thing as uh.. you can't change your life
 you can't do what you wanna do
 a coward dies a million deaths but a solider only dies one
 so all ya niggas out there in the hood tryin' feed your families
 get what you gotta get and get out nigga get your shit together
 and if you hustlin' hustle for a cause nigga
 don't believe in nobody but your motherfuckin' self
 cause money's the root of all evil
 we done lost alot of soldiers behind them dollars
 this one is grown from the last Dizon you heard me