Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no revolution and no One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my nine Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to Show up and bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
Untouchable mob of packers Well known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless Forever buzzed roll with and dons Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while creeping Duck or you ass out, drink till you out Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse
is under me, they bitches come to me They heard the stories nigga, now they to really see Bomb first my motto is fully Niggas is player haters, label my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
When it's on I'm off every chance I get Out the window on some anthem shit I'm stressing, but ain't no here I've been here before Fugitive task force at my door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I there Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't me alive I'm different and I'ma 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 life 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 spending last days by me New Jersey Jon like Dave Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, got brat A soldier Geronimo Pratt
And come through the black pound When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air Force one's with the checks One poster wild sex
and murder, is all I breathe in my life It's full of judges and enemies 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 under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One nation young, black and 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 of a graveyard box You end up in a box 'cause of them grave robbing Dig ya' grave back up you out the casket
Worms in my eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the to the ashes 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 goon's That's why I pressure on them like on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me music So every time you hear me, my songs present
can't kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out With other niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was I'm clever stupid
you repping Ruthless You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you You never used it, the none sareen a dream, get for execution Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
Young nation trying to get this Just to get this