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 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, Outlaw
Untouchable mob of pistol Well known felons, labeled for drug selling, jackers Forever buzzed roll thugs and dons Commence to off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Makaveli while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas they creeping Duck or you ass out, drink till you out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
Niggas is me, they bitches come to me They the stories nigga, now they want to really see Bomb first my is fully guaranteed Niggas is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet nation no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
When it's on I'm off every chance I get Out the window on some uptown anthem I'm stressing, but no pressure here I've been here before Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door
Now checking in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me I'm different and I'ma prove it if it me to die
Knew God had a plan for me but He won't be laying up in my casket and doing in a can for me Maybe I'm brazey and than a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let see joy from that shit?
Walking angels spending last days by me New Jersey Jon like Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier like Pratt
And come through cocking the 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
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my It's full of and chasing enemies in the night Through the Henney I see the eyes of the G riding with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
I always thought I'd to die to do a record with 'Pac So I wrote 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 the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a With the 'Pac keeping the money, progressive
don't really want no drama, I know your goon's That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me better So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all losing Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you you bang it out With other niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm stupid
Claiming you Ruthless You got the same that you had when 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 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