Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the to break 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, then in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Makaveli while he sleeping My murdering niggas while they creeping Duck or you ass out, till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
Niggas is under me, they come to me They heard the stories nigga, now want to really see Bomb first my motto is fully Niggas is haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation just trying to get
When on I'm popping off every chance I get Out the window on some uptown shit I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've here before Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door
Now checking in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, extended steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive I'm different and I'ma it if it take me to die
that God had a plan for me but He won't be laying up in my and doing life in a can for me Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch Me You think I'll let them see joy from that shit?
Walking dead angels spending days by me New Jersey Jon like Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, got brat A like Geronimo Pratt
And through cocking the black pound When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em down Poster child yeah, Air Force with the crocodile checks One some poster sex
and murder, is all I breathe in my life It's full of and chasing enemies in the night Through the Henney I see the eyes of the G with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just trying to get
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record 'Pac So I wrote the perspective of a graveyard box You end up in a box 'cause of grave robbing bastards Dig ya' grave back up you out the casket
in my eyes eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know goon's That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound This God given, He keep giving me better So every time you me, my songs present improvement
can't kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I load gun for you will you bang it out With some 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 bullets that you had when I it for you You never used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just trying to get
Young nation just to get this trying to get this