Who you One nation under a in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation trying to get this
Murderous mind state, can't my nine straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to Show up and bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, Outlaw
Untouchable mob of pistol Well felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed with thugs and dons Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog
Who see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while they Duck or you ass out, drink till you out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
is under me, they bitches come to me They heard the stories nigga, now they to really see Bomb first my motto is guaranteed Niggas is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young just trying to get this
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 I've been here before Fugitive task force at my door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me I'm different and prove it if it take me to die
Knew God had a plan for me but He won't be up in my casket and doing life in a can for me I'm brazey and paranoid than a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that
Walking dead angels spending days by me New Jon like Dave Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got A soldier like Geronimo
And through cocking the black pound When put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile One poster wild sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my It's full of judges and chasing enemies in the Through the Henney I see the eyes of the G riding extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no and no cause 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 perspective of a box You end up in a box 'cause of them robbing bastards Dig ya' grave back up snatched you out the
Worms in my eyes through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the to the ashes But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They really want no drama, I know your goon's That's why I pressure on them like on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me better So every time you me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all losing Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you will you it out With some niggas you better shoot it try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever stupid
Claiming you repping You got the same 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 in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just to get this
Young nation just trying to get Just to get this