Who you One nation under a in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One nation young, black and by far Young nation just trying to get
Murderous mind state, can't keep my straight Sipping on Hennessey, waiting for the time to break up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize Westside, Row, Outlaw riders
Untouchable mob of pistol known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever roll with thugs and dons to letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wanna see me Catch Makaveli while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering while they creeping or you ass out, drink till you pass out Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, bitches come to me They heard the nigga, now they want to really see first my motto is fully guaranteed Niggas is haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no revolution and no One nation young, and dangerous by far Young nation just to get this
When it's on I'm popping off chance I get Out the window on some uptown shit I'm stressing, but ain't no here I've been here before Fugitive task force at my door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me I'm and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a for me but He won't be laying up in my casket and life in a can for me Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch Me dying? You think I'll let see joy from that shit?
Walking dead angels last days by me New Jersey Jon like Tyre Young George or Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A soldier Geronimo Pratt
And come through the black pound When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm 'em back down Poster child yeah, Air Force with the crocodile checks One some poster sex
Money and murder, is all I in my life It's full of judges and chasing in the night Through the Henney I see the of the devil G riding with boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil
Who you One nation under a thug in scar Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far Young just trying to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with So I wrote from the of a graveyard box You end up in a box 'cause of them robbing bastards Dig ya' grave up snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eyes eating my cabbage the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't want no drama, I know your goon's That's why I pressure on them like on a open wound This God given, He keep me better music So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out With other niggas you better shoot it try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever 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 a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just to get this
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