Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no revolution and no One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my nine on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to break Show up and motherfuckers bow down, Westside, Death Row, riders
mob of pistol packers Well felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed roll with and dons Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog
Who wanna see me Catch Makaveli while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while they or you ass out, drink till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
is under me, they bitches come to me They heard the nigga, now they want to really see Bomb first my is fully guaranteed Niggas is haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation under a thug in 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 popping off chance I get Out the window on some uptown shit I'm stressing, but ain't no here I've been here before Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive I'm and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a for me but He won't be laying up in my casket and doing in a can for me Maybe I'm brazey and than a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that
Walking dead angels spending last by me New Jersey Jon like Tyre Young or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier Geronimo 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 with the checks One some poster sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my It's full of judges and chasing in the night the Henney I see the eyes of the devil G riding with extra boxes of to the nine in the shevil
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One young, black and dangerous by far Young just trying to get this
I thought I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac So I from the perspective of a graveyard box You end up in a box 'cause of them grave robbing Dig ya' back up snatched you out the casket
Worms in my 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 keeping the shot money,
don't really want 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 better So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out With some other you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever
Claiming you repping You got the bullets that you had when I loaded it for you You used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Young just trying to get this Just to get this