[2Pac]
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I'll be tha last muthafucka breathin'
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Tell me nigga, who be the last muthafucka breathin?
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chorus [2Pac]
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin', my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin'
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now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin', my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin'
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now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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Verse 1 [2Pac]
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Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death
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all 50 seein' visions of me shot in the chest
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Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
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had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
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Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block
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call tha cops, a thug nigga screamin Westside bustin' double glocks
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Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
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liquor got me drivin up on the curb hand on the steerin wheel, swirvin'
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Bless me Fatha I'ma sinna, I'm livin in hell
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Just let me live on these streetz cause ain't no peace fo' me in jail
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Getten world-wide exposure
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with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin as my souljaz
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I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
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Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy Killa
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Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'
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I murdered all them bustaz now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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chorus [2Pac]
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin, my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin'
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now I'm the last muthafucka breathin
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Verse 2 [Young Noble]
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Make sho' I hold my position, stand firm in tha dirt
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Fo' all my souljas gone, we burnin' the earth
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Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack tha block
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Shootin' rocks at tha kid, I'll bust back for Pac
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Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
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Stale down here, to many jails down here
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Why you act like you don't hear me?
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Young Noble, Outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me
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I'm still breathin'
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[Napoleon]
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Now we was raised "fuck this life", I rose my right
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Holdin' on a tight grip with death in my sight
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And the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't you?
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Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food
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Came a long way from a bored-day
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Dead away where there's war play
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Fuck Friends, I'll say, rather die for my A-K
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Wit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
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Only ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz
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Breathin'
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chorus [2Pac]
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin, my automatic rounds catch,em while they sleepin'
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now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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Verse 3 [Kastro]
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I walk around with a knife in my back
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Talkin' bout a bad day, I live a life like that
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It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogans
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Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruinin'
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Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck about me
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I learned to like it like that, when I was still wit' mommy
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Besides a seed that the devil run from
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In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from
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And still breathin'
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[EDI]
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And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
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Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of y'all can take this
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But, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
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We numba 1 muthafucka, bout to do it again
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Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
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2 million everytime he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it
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We movin' in for the kill, for a mill
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Hold the steel, hold the wheel
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I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
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Fakin' real, but we the raw on the cut
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Style-bitin' THUGLINE niggaz give it up
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We Hit 'Em Up
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and we still breathin'
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and we still breathin'
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and we still breathin'
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[2Pac]
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We'll be the last muthafucka breathin'
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chorus [2Pac]
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin, my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin'
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now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
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Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason
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to be the last muthafucka breathin'
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Bustin, my automatic ro |