Who you One nation a thug in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young just trying to get this
mind state, can't keep my nine straight Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to Show up and bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, riders
Untouchable mob of packers known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed roll with thugs and Commence to letting off rounds, then in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch Makaveli he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while they 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 they want to see Bomb first my motto is guaranteed is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young no revolution and no cause One young, black and dangerous by far Young just trying to get this
it's on I'm popping off every chance I get Out the window on uptown anthem shit I'm stressing, but no pressure here I've been here before Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I there Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they take me alive I'm different and I'ma it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a for me but He be laying 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 see joy from that shit?
Walking dead angels last days by me New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre Young George or Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier like Pratt
And come through the black pound When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air one's with the crocodile checks One some poster sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my It's of judges and chasing enemies in the night Through the I see the eyes of the devil G riding with extra of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation 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 'cause of grave robbing bastards 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 in a session With the 'Pac keeping the money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know goon's That's why I pressure on them like on a open wound This God given, He keep me better music So every time you hear me, my songs present
Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I load gun for you will you bang it out With other niggas you better shoot it Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever
Claiming you repping You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you You never it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the
Who you One nation under a in bullet scar nation no revolution and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
Young nation just trying to get Just to get this