Who you One nation under a thug in scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my nine Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break Show up and bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
Untouchable mob of packers Well known felons, labeled for selling, merciless jackers Forever roll with thugs and dons Commence to off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch Makaveli he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while creeping Duck or you ass out, till you pass out Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, they come to me They heard the stories nigga, now they want to see Bomb first my motto is guaranteed is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation under a thug in scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just 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 been here before Fugitive task force at my girlfriend's
Now checking in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, extended steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't me alive I'm different and prove it if it take me to die
that God had a plan for me but He won't be up in my casket and doing life in a can for me I'm brazey and paranoid than a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy that shit?
Walking angels spending last days by me New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, guns clap, mine'll got brat A like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cocking the black When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air 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 of the devil G riding with boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no revolution and no One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation trying to get this
I always thought I'd 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 up snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the But I'm not dead, I'm in a session With the 'Pac keeping the money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know your That's why I keep pressure on like on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me music So every time you hear me, my songs present
Y'all can't kill me, y'all losing Songs are if I load your gun for you will you bang it out some other niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever
you repping Ruthless You got the same bullets that you had when I it for you You never used it, the sareen a dream, get ready 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 just trying to get this
Young just trying to get this Just trying to get