Who you One nation under a thug in bullet nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, keep my nine straight on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to break Show up and bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
Untouchable mob of packers Well known felons, for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed with thugs and dons Commence to off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while they or you ass out, drink till you pass out Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, bitches come to me They the stories nigga, now they want to really see first my motto is fully guaranteed Niggas is 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 trying to get
When on I'm popping off every chance I get Out the window on uptown anthem shit I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure I've been here before Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door
Now checking in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't Outlaw, and best believe they won't me alive I'm different and I'ma prove it if it me to die
that 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 and paranoid than a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy that shit?
Walking dead angels spending days by me New Jon like Dave Tyre Young George or Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier like Pratt
And come cocking 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 wild sex
Money and murder, is all I in my life It's full of judges and chasing 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 a thug in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation trying to get this
I thought 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
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 the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really no drama, I know your goon's That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me music So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you you bang it out With some other niggas you better it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm stupid
you repping Ruthless You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you You never it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Young nation just to get this Just to get this