歌词
作词 : E.D.I/Kastro/Johnny Jackson/Rufus Cooper/Malcolm Greenidge/Mutah Beale/Katari Cox/TUPAC SHAKUR
作曲 : E.D.I/Kastro/Johnny Jackson/Rufus Cooper/Malcolm Greenidge/Mutah Beale/Katari Cox/TUPAC SHAKUR
Who'll be the last mother****er breathin'?
Tell me, mother****ers, tell me
Who'll be the last mother****er breathin'?
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
Woke up with 50 enemies plottin' my death
All 50 seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah, mother****ers, I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie, sleepin' in my vest
**** your dad, kind of shit
Take your p***y, kind of shit
Hittin' corners in my Chevy Suburban
Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb
Hand on the steerin' wheel, swervin'
Bless me, Father, I'm a sinner, I'm livin' in hell
Just let me live on the streets
‘Cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Gettin' world-wide exposure
Suck your d**k, kind of shit
Ridin' as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside, Outlaw; Bad Boy killer
Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustas
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin' the Earth
Outlawz, worldwide, we packed the block
Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac
Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Stale down here, too many jails down here
Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble
**** your p***y, kind of shit
Whip your d**k out
Holdin' on a tight grip, with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleep walkin' as a true
Walk around town, with a pound full of bitter food
Came a long way from my born day
Dead away where there's war play
Mother****ing friends! I'll say, rather die for my A-K
With these fag ass mother****ers, see-through-glass ass mother****ers
Whip your d**k out
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin' 'bout a bad day; I live a life like that
It's severe, and I'm losin' my hair, bless a hooligan
Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruined, and
Breathin' in sewer stench, no one give a **** about me
I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy
The side of the city that the Devil run from
In the belly of the beast
That's where the mother****er we come from; and still I'm breathin'!
And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest na'r, one of y'all can take this
But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
**** your dad, kind of shit
Take your p***y, kind of shit
Suck your d**k, kind of shit
We movin' in, for the kill, for a meal, holdin' steel
Hold the wheel
**** your p***y, kind of shit
Fakin' real, but we the raw and uncut
Whip your d**k out
We hit 'em up
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mother****er breathin'
Bustin' my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mother****er breathin'