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Who'll be tha last muthafucka breathin'Tell me, who'll be the last muthafucka breathin?Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my deathAll 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chestCouldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressedHad me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vestShit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled blockCall the cops a thug nigga screamin' Westside bustin' double glocksHittin' corners in my Chevy SuburbanLiquor got me drivin' up on the curb handle the steerin' wheel, swirvin'SongtexteBless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hellJust let me live on the streetz 'cause ain't no peace for me in jailGetten world-wide exposureWith a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin' as my souljazI just release 'em on a war path, not your average killerWestside, Outlaw, Bad Boy KillaComplete my mission my competition no longer beefin'I murdered all them bustaz now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'Make sure I hold my position and stand firm in the dirtFor all my souljas gone, we burnin' the earthOutlawz worldwide, we pack the blockShootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for PacAsk Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down hereStale down here, to many jails down hereWhy you act like you don't hear me?Young Noble, Outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me, I'm still breathin'Now we was raised "Fuck this life", I rose my rightHoldin' on a tight grip with death in my sightAnd the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't you?Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner foodCame a long way from a bored-day, dead away where there's war playFuck grands, I'll say, rather die for my A-KWit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggazOnly ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz, breathin'Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'I walk around with a knife in my backTalkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like thatIt's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogansCatch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruinin'Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck about meI leaned to like it like that, when I was still wit' mommyBesides a seed that the devil run from, in the belly of the beatsThat's where the fuck we come from and still breathin'And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face thisJust lost 2 of my closes man one of y'all can take thisBut, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plainWe number 1 muthafucka, 'bout to do it againShit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it2 million every time he drop, I know you fuckas losin' itWe movin' in for the kill, for a mill, we holdin' the steel, hold the wheelI'm 'bout to give these niggaz somethin' they can feelFakin' real, but we the raw on the cutStyle-bitin' thug line niggaz give it upWe hit 'em upAnd we still breathin'And we still breathin'And we still breathin'We'll be the last muthafucka breathin'Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'Stress and busta free, enemies give me reasonTo be the last muthafucka breathin'Bust, my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin'Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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"Breathin" as written by Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Katari T. Cox, Malcolm Greenidge, Mutah W. Beale, Rufus Lee Cooper
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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