Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no and no cause One nation young, black and by far nation just trying to get this
Murderous state, can't keep my nine straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to Show up and motherfuckers bow down, Westside, Row, Outlaw riders
mob of pistol packers Well known felons, labeled for selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed roll with and dons Commence to letting off rounds, then in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he My murdering niggas while they creeping Duck or you ass out, till you pass out Ain't scared to die, driving in my glasshouse
is under me, they bitches come to me They heard the stories nigga, now want to really see first my motto is fully guaranteed Niggas is player haters, them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
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
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 here I've been before Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I there Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive I'm different and prove it if it take 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 I'm brazey and paranoid than a bitch Me dying? You I'll let them see joy from that shit?
Walking angels spending last days by me New Jon like Dave Tyre Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got A like Geronimo Pratt
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 the crocodile checks One some wild sex
Money and murder, is all I in my life It's of judges 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 no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far nation just trying to get this
I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac So I wrote from the perspective of a box You end up in a box of them grave robbing bastards Dig ya' back up snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the But I'm not dead, I'm in a session With the 'Pac the shot money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know goon's That's why I keep pressure on like on a open wound This God given, He giving me better music So every time you hear me, my present improvement
Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I load gun for you will you bang it out With some other niggas you better 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 ready for Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far nation just trying to get this
Young nation just to get this Just trying to get