Listen to Breathin' (feat. Outlawz) by 2Pac

Breathin' (feat. Outlawz)

2Pac

Hip-Hop/Rap

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2Pac - Breathin (feat. Outlawz)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Greg Dalton
Greg Dalton
Guitar
Ronnie King
Ronnie King
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
E.D.I
E.D.I
Songwriter
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Songwriter
Kastro
Kastro
Songwriter
Napoleon
Napoleon
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
Young Noble
Young Noble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
I. Boxill
I. Boxill
Mixing Engineer
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Producer

Lyrics

Who'll be tha last muthafucka breathin' (tell 'em, nigga) Tell me, who'll be the last muthafucka breathin? Stress but busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin' Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Stress but busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin' Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death All 50 seeing 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 Suburban Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb handle the steerin' wheel, swirvin' Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hell Just let me live on the streetz 'cause ain't no peace for me in jail Getten world-wide exposure With a bunch of niggaz that don't 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 I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Stress but busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin' Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Make sure I hold my position and 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, I'll bust back for Pac Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here Stale down here, to many jails down here Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these muthafuckas kill me, I'm still breathin' 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 sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't you? Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food Came a long way from a bored-day, dead away where there's war play Fuck grands, I'll 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' Stress but busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin' Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like that It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogans Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm 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 That's where the fuck we come from and still breathin' And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost two of my closes man one of y'all can take this But, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain We number one muthafucka, 'bout to do it again Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it Two million every time he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it We movin' in for the kill, for a mill, we holdin' the steel, hold the wheel I'm 'bout to give these niggaz somethin' they can feel Fakin' real, but we the raw on the cut Style-bitin' thug line niggaz give it up We hit 'em up And we still breathin' And we still breathin' And we still breathin' We'll be the last muthafucka breathin' Stress but busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch 'em while they sleepin' Now I'm 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 I'm the last muthafucka breathin'
Writer(s): Malcolm Greenidge, Rufus Lee Cooper, Johnny Lee Jackson, Katari T. Cox, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Mutah W. Beale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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