2Pac
2Pac - Breathin lyrics
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Who be the last mother fucker breathin Tell me nigga Tell Me Who be the last mother fucker breathin [Chorus] 2x Stressed I`m busta free Enemies give me reason, to be the last mother fucker breathin Bustin` My automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin Now I`m the last mother fucker breathin [Tupac] Woke up with 50 enemies plottin my death All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest Couldn`t rest na nigga I was stressed Had me creeping round corners Homies, sleeping in my vest Shit, I`m like a hostage on this troubled block Call the cops, a thug nigga screaming west side busting double glocks Hittin` corners in my Chevy Suburban Liquor got my driving up on the curb Hand on the steering wheel swerving Bless me father I`m a sinner I`m living in hell, just let me live on these streets Cause ain`t no peace for me in jail Getting world wide exposure With a bunch of niggaz that don`t give a fuck, riding as my souljahs I just release them on a war path Not your average dealer West side, outlaw, bad boy killer Huh Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin` I murdered all them bustas Now I`m the last mother fucker breathin` [Chorus] 2x [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt For all my souljahs gone, we burnin` the earth Outlawz world-wide, we pack the block Shoot rocks at the kidups, bust back for Pac Ask Yak, he`ll tell you that it`s hell down here, stale down here To many jails down here Why you act like you don`t hear me Young Noble Outlaw till these mother fuckers kill me I`m still breathin` [Napoleon] Uh, we was raised, fuck this life I rose my right Holding on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I`m sinicle I`m sleep walking is it true? I`m walking round town with a ? Came a long way from a poor day Dead away, with this war play Fuck friends, I`ll say Rather die for my AK With these fake ass niggas See through glass ass niggas Only ride my dick and scared of my mash ass niggas Breathin` [Chorus] 2x [Kastro] I walk around, with a knife in my back Talk about a bad day I live a life like that It`s unfair And I`m loosing my hair Bless a hooligan Catch me, I`m falling out flat Yo I`m ruining Breathin in sewer stink No one give a fuck about me I learned to like it like that When I was still in mommy Beside a seed that the Devil run from In the belly of the beast, that`s where the fuck we come from And still we breathin` [EDI] Totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost two of my closest, man if one of y`all can take this But I`m Makaveli trained, simple and plain We number one mother fucker, bout to do it again Shit, Pac still doin it You hoes can`t ruin it Two million every time we drop I know you fuckers losing it We moving in, for the kill For a mil`, holding steel Hold the wheel I`m bout to give these niggaz something they can feel (Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck) Fakin` real But we the raw and uncut Style biting Thug Line niggaz Give it Up We Hit Em Up And we still real And we still real [Chorus] 2x