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