Lirik Lagu Breathin - 2Pac
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[2Pac]Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?Tell me nigga.. tell meWho'll be the last motherfucker breathin?
[Chorus]Stress, but busta freeEnemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathinBustin, my automatic roundsCatch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
[repeat Chorus]
[2Pac]Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my deathAll fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestCouldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressedHad me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vestShit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the copsA thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocksHittin corners in my Chevy SurburbanLiquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervinBless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hellJust let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jailGettin world-wide exposurewith a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiersI just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealerWestside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huhComplete my mission my competition no longer beefinI murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
[Chorus]
[Young Noble]Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirtFor all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earthOutlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the blockShootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'PacAsk Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down hereStale down here, too many jails down hereWhy you act like you don't hear me?Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill meI'm still breathin
[Napoleon]Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my rightHoldin on a tight grip with death in my sightAnd the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a trueWalk around town with a pound full of, bitter foodCame a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war playFuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-Kwith these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggazOnly ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggazBreathin!
[Chorus]
[Kastro]Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my backTalkin bout a bad day, I live a life like thatIt's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligansCatch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined andbreathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about meI leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommyThe side of seedy that the devil run fromIn the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come fromAnd still I'm breathin!
[E.D.I.]And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face thisJust lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take thisBut I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plainWe number one motherfucker bout to do it againShit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin itTwo million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin itWe movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steelHold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feelFakin real, but we the raw and uncutStyle-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)
[2Pac]Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em(and we still breathin..)Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin?
[Chorus - 2X]
[Chorus]Stress, but busta freeEnemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathinBustin, my automatic roundsCatch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
[repeat Chorus]
[2Pac]Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my deathAll fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestCouldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressedHad me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vestShit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the copsA thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocksHittin corners in my Chevy SurburbanLiquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervinBless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hellJust let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jailGettin world-wide exposurewith a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiersI just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealerWestside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huhComplete my mission my competition no longer beefinI murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
[Chorus]
[Young Noble]Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirtFor all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earthOutlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the blockShootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'PacAsk Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down hereStale down here, too many jails down hereWhy you act like you don't hear me?Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill meI'm still breathin
[Napoleon]Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my rightHoldin on a tight grip with death in my sightAnd the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a trueWalk around town with a pound full of, bitter foodCame a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war playFuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-Kwith these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggazOnly ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggazBreathin!
[Chorus]
[Kastro]Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my backTalkin bout a bad day, I live a life like thatIt's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligansCatch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined andbreathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about meI leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommyThe side of seedy that the devil run fromIn the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come fromAnd still I'm breathin!
[E.D.I.]And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face thisJust lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take thisBut I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plainWe number one motherfucker bout to do it againShit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin itTwo million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin itWe movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steelHold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feelFakin real, but we the raw and uncutStyle-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)
[2Pac]Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em(and we still breathin..)Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin?
[Chorus - 2X]
