Lyrics to: Breathin
By Artist: 2 Pac
[2pac]
Ill be tha last muthafucka breathin
Tell me, who be the last muthafucka breathin?
Chorus [2pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Verse 1 [2pac]
Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death
All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest
Couldnt rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, Im like a hostage in this troubled block
Call the cops, a thug nigga screamin westside bustin double glocks
Hittin corners in my chevy surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on the curb handle the steerin wheel, swirvin
Bless me father ima sinner, Im living in hell
Let me live on the streetz cause aint no peace for me in jail
Getten world-wide exposure
With a bunch of niggaz that dont give a fuck ridin as my souljaz
I just release em on a war path, not your average killer
Westside, outlaw, bad boy killa
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustaz now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Chorus [2pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Verse 2 [young noble]
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my souljas gone, we burnin the earth
Outlawz worldwide, we pack the block
Shootin rocks at the kid, Ill bust back for pac
Ask yak, hell tell you that its hell down here
Stale down here, to many jails down here
Why you act like you dont hear me?
Young noble, outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me
Im still breathin
[napoleon]
Now we was raised fuck this life, I rose my right
Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, Im sentacle, sleep-walkin, isnt you?
Walkin round town wit a pound full of dinner food
Came a long way from a bored-day
Dead away where theres war play
Fuck grands, Ill say, rather die for my a-k
Wit these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz
Breathin
Chorus [2pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Verse 3 [kastro]
I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
Its a fear, and Im losin my hair, bless the houlogans
Catch me, Im fallin out flat, yo, Im ruinin
Breathin is suicant, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still wit mommy
Besides a seed that the devil run from
In the belly of the beats, thats where the fuck we come from
And still breathin
[edi]
And still Im totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of yall can take this
But, Im makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number 1 muthafucka, bout to do it again
Shit, pac still doin it, you hoes cant ruin it
2 million everytime he drop, I know you fuckas losin it
We movin in for the kill, for a mill
We holdin the steel, hold the wheel
Im bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin real, but we the raw on the cut
Style-bitin thugline niggaz give it up
We hit em up
And we still breathin
And we still breathin
And we still breathin
[2pac]
Well be the last muthafucka breathin
Chorus [2pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now Im the last muthafucka breathin