[2Pac]

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?

Tell me nigga.. tell me

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?



[Chorus]

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



[repeat Chorus]



[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] -ac