Breathin lyrics

{2Pac}
Who`ll be the last motherfucker breathin?
Tell me nigga... tell me
Who`ll be the last motherfucker breathin?

Stress, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Bustin, my automatic rounds
Catch `em while they sleepin, now I`m the last motherfucker breathin

{repeat Chorus}

{2Pac}
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn`t rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin `round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, I`m like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks
Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin
Bless me Father I`ma sinner, I`m livin in hell
Just let me live on the streets, cause ain`t no peace for me in jail
Gettin world - wide exposure
With a bunch of niggaz that don`t give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers
I just release `em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I`m the last motherfucker breathin

{Young Noble}
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block
Shootin rocks at the kid, I`ll bust back for `Pac
Ask Yak, he`ll tell you that it`s hell down here
Stale down here, too many jails down here
Why you act like you don`t hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw `til these motherfuckers kill me
I`m still breathin

{Napoleon}
Now we was raised, Fuck this life, I rose my right
Holdin on a ti
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