[2Pac]
Who´ll be the last motherfucker breathin?
Tell me nigga.. tell me
Who´ll be the last motherfucker breathin?

[Chorus] x2 :
Stress, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Bustin, my automatic rounds
Catch ´em while they sleepin, now I´m the last motherfucker breathin

[2Pac]
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn´t rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin ´round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, I´m like a hostage on 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, hand on the steerin wheel swervin
Bless me Father I´ma sinner, I´m livin in hell
Just let me live on the streets, cause ain´t no peace for me in jail
Gettin world-wide exposure
with a bunch of niggaz that don´t give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers
I just release ´em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I´m the last motherfucker breathin

[Chorus]

[Young Noble]
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block
Shootin rocks at the kid, I´ll bust back for ´Pac
Ask Yak, he´ll tell you that it´s hell down here
Stale down here, too many jails down here
Why you act like you don´t hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw ´til these motherfuckers kill me
I´m 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, I´m cynical, sleepwalkin as a true
Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food
Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there´s war play
Fuck friends I´ll say, rather die for my A-K
with these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz
Breathin!

[Chorus]

[Kastro]
Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It´s unfair, and I´m losin my hair, blastin hooligans
Catch me, I´m fallin out flat, yo I´m ruined and
breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
The side of seedy that the devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that´s where the fuck we come from
And still I´m breathin!

[E.D.I.]
And still I´m totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest na´r one of y´all can take this
But I´m Makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number one motherfucker bout to do it again
Shit, ´Pac still doin it, you hoes can´t ruin it
Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it
We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel
Hold the wheel I´m bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut
Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!
We hit ´em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)

[2Pac]
Tell ´em nigga.. tell ´em
(and we still breathin..)
Who´ll be the last motherfuckers breathin?

[Chorus - 2X]