Who you One under a thug in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the to break up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
mob of pistol packers Well known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless buzzed roll with thugs and dons Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he My mini-fourteen murdering niggas they creeping Duck or you ass out, till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk in my glasshouse
Niggas is me, they bitches come to me They heard the nigga, now they want to really see Bomb first my motto is guaranteed Niggas is player haters, label my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One nation young, black and by far Young just trying to get this
When it's on I'm off every chance I get Out the on some uptown anthem shit I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've been here task force at my girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I there Forty Cal's, extended steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me I'm different and prove it if it take me to die
Knew God had a plan for me but He be laying up in my casket and doing life in a can for me Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from shit?
Walking dead spending last days by me New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier like Pratt
And come through cocking the black When put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down child yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks One some poster sex
and murder, is all I breathe in my life It's full of judges and chasing in the night Through the Henney I see the eyes of the G riding with extra boxes of to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far nation just trying to get this
I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac So I wrote from the perspective of a box You end up in a box 'cause of them robbing bastards Dig ya' grave back up you out the casket
in my eyes eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I your goon's why I keep pressure on them like on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me music So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
can't kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out With other niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm stupid
you repping Ruthless You got the same that you had when I loaded it for you You never it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
Young nation trying to get this trying to get this