Who you One nation under a in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young just trying to get this
mind state, can't keep my nine straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the 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 they creeping Duck or you ass out, till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk in my glasshouse
is under me, they bitches come to me They heard the stories nigga, now want to really see Bomb my motto is fully guaranteed is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
it's 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 they in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive I'm different and prove 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 brazey and paranoid than a Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that
Walking dead angels spending last by me New Jon like Dave Tyre Young George or Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier like Pratt
And come through the black pound When they put twin up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air one's with the crocodile checks One some poster sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my It's full of judges and chasing in the night Through the Henney I see the of the devil G riding with extra of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just trying to get
I always thought I'd have to die to do a with 'Pac So I from the perspective of a graveyard box You end up in a box of them grave robbing bastards Dig ya' back up snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eyes through my cabbage the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a With the keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't want no drama, I know your goon's That's why I keep pressure on them like on a wound This God given, He keep giving me music So every time you hear me, my songs present
Y'all can't me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you you bang it out With some niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was I'm clever stupid
you repping Ruthless You got the bullets that you had when I loaded it for you You never used it, the sareen a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One nation under a in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far nation just trying to get this
Young just trying to get this trying to get this