Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young no revolution and no cause One nation young, black and by far Young nation just trying to get
Murderous state, can't keep my nine straight Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break Show up and motherfuckers bow down, Westside, Row, Outlaw riders
mob of pistol packers Well felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers Forever buzzed roll with and dons Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog
Who wanna see me solo? Catch while he sleeping My mini-fourteen murdering niggas while they or you ass out, drink till you pass out Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my
Niggas is under me, they bitches to me They heard the stories nigga, now they to really see first my motto is fully guaranteed Niggas is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm
Who you One under a thug in bullet scar Young nation no revolution and no One young, black and dangerous by far Young nation trying to get this
When on I'm popping off every chance I get Out the on some uptown anthem shit I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure I've been here before Fugitive task force at my girlfriend's
Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I scared Outlaw, and best believe won't take me alive I'm different and 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 than a bitch Me You think I'll let them see joy from that shit?
Walking dead angels spending last by me New Jon like Dave Tyre Young George or Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat A like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cocking the pound When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back Poster child yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile One some poster sex
and murder, is all I breathe in my life It's of judges and chasing enemies in the night the Henney I see the eyes of the devil G riding with extra boxes of to the nine in the shevil
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 to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with So I wrote from the perspective of a box You end up in a box 'cause of them grave robbing Dig ya' grave up snatched you out the casket
in my eyes eating through my cabbage It's the flesh to the bones, the to the ashes But I'm not dead, I'm in a session the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really no drama, I know your goon's That's why I keep on them like on a open wound God given, He keep giving me better music So every you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all 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 I'm clever stupid
Claiming you repping You got the bullets that you had when I loaded it for you You never used it, the none a dream, get ready for execution Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution
Who you One nation under a thug in bullet Young nation no and no cause One nation young, and dangerous by far nation just trying to get this
Young nation just to get this Just trying to get