Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my straight Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
Untouchable mob of pistol Well felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed with thugs and dons to letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Makaveli while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas they creeping or you ass out, drink till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
Niggas is under me, they come to me heard the stories nigga, now they want to really see Bomb my motto is fully guaranteed Niggas is player haters, them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just trying to get
When it's on I'm popping off every I get Out the on some uptown anthem shit I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've here before Fugitive task force at my girlfriend's
Now they checking in her bedroom, I there Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best they won't take me alive I'm different and I'ma it if it take 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 last days by me New Jersey Jon like Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier Geronimo Pratt
And come through the black pound When they put towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air one's with the crocodile checks One poster wild sex
Money and murder, is all I in my life It's full of judges and enemies in the night Through the Henney I see the of the devil G with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with 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 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 want no drama, I know goon's That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound God given, He keep giving me better music So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever Songs are if I load 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 I'm clever stupid
Claiming you repping You got the same that you had when 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 under a thug in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just to get this
Young nation just trying to get trying to get this