Breathin
2Pac Lyrics


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Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin'?
Tell me, nigga, tell me
Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin'?

Stressed, 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'
Stressed, 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'

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 Suburban
Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb
Hand on the steerin' wheel, swervin'
Bless me, Father, I'm a 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 niggas that don't give a fuck
Ridin' as my soldiers
I'll just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside, Outlaw Bad Boy killer
Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustas
Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'

Stressed, 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'

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin' the Earth
Outlawz, worldwide, we packed 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'

How we was raised, "Fuck this life," my wrongs, my rights
Holdin' on a tight grip, with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleep walkin' 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 AK
With these fag ass niggas, see-through-glass ass niggas
Only-ride-my-dick-and-the-skin-of-my-mash ass niggas (we been)

Stressed, 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'

I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's severe, and I'm losin' my hair, bless a hooligan
Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruined, and
Breathin' in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy
The side of the city that the Devil run from
In the belly of the beast
That's where the fuck we come from and still I'm breathin'

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest, nan' 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 every time 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 niggas something they can feel
Fakin' real, but we the raw and uncut
Style-bitin' thug lyin' niggas, give it up
We hit 'em up

And we still breathin' and we still breathin' and we still-
(Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin'?)

Stressed, 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'
Stressed, 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Breathin" by 2Pac and Outlawz speak to the struggles of living in a dangerous environment where enemies are constantly plotting against you. The first verse sets the tone for the rest of the song, asking who will be the last one alive in this situation. The following verses detail the stress and fear that come with living in such a situation, with images of violence and desperation painted throughout. The chorus repeats the question of who will be the last one breathing, a haunting reminder of the fragility of life in this world.


The lyrics touch on themes of survival, loyalty, and perseverance in the face of overwhelming obstacles. The idea of being the last one breathing can be seen as a form of victory, a testament to one's strength and resilience in the face of danger. However, the lyrics also suggest that this victory comes at a high cost, with the stress of constantly being on guard and the possibility of death always looming.


Overall, "Breathin" is a powerful and thought-provoking song that speaks to the realities of life in disenfranchised communities. Its themes of survival and perseverance remain relevant today, with many individuals still facing similar struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin'?
Who will remain standing until the end?


Tell me, nigga, tell me
Implore someone to answer the posed question.


Stressed, but busta free
Anxious, but free from cowardice.


Enemies give me reason
Having foes provides motivation to persevere.


To be the last motherfucker breathin'
To outlast and outlive all rivals.


Bustin' my automatic rounds
Firing my weapons repeatedly and with precision.


Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Ambushing and attacking enemies while they are vulnerable.


Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'
Having outlived and outlasted all challengers.


Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
Fifty people desire my demise and are conspiring against me.


All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Each of them anticipates delivering the fatal gunshot.


Couldn't rest, nah, nigga, I was stressed
Unable to relax, feeling weighed down by pressure and threat of violence.


Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie, sleepin' in my vest
Forced to be vigilant and cautious, even while trying to rest, wearing body armor for protection.


Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
Feeling trapped and in danger; calling for assistance from law enforcement.


A thug nigga screamin', "Westside", bustin' double Glocks
An intimidating criminal shouting allegiance to his gang and spraying bullets from two firearms.


Hittin' corners in my Chevy Suburban
Driving quickly and recklessly around turns in a large SUV.


Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb
Inebriation impairing driving skills and causing the vehicle to hit the sidewalk.


Hand on the steerin' wheel, swervin'
Gripping the steering wheel tightly while driving erratically.


Bless me, Father, I'm a sinner, I'm livin' in hell
Asking for forgiveness and guidance, acknowledging that life is agonizing and grim.


Just let me live on the streets
Preferring the dangerous and unstable existence of being a homeless criminal rather than imprisonment.


'Cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Believing that serving time in prison would be extremely difficult and unfulfilling.


Gettin' world-wide exposure
Becoming internationally known and famous.


With a bunch of niggas that don't give a fuck
Surrounded by other men who are equally unconcerned and fearless.


Ridin' as my soldiers
Travelling with a loyal and dedicated team of fighters.


I'll just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Sending out my followers to engage in violent conflicts, not just casually selling drugs.


Westside, Outlaw Bad Boy killer
A member of an aggressive and feared gang of west coast rappers who are unafraid to die.


Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin'
Accomplishing my goals and eliminating my rivals, rendering them silent.


I murdered all them bustas
Killing all those who opposed me or threatened my safety.


Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
Ensuring my power and dominance, never backing down from a challenge.


For all my soldiers gone, we burnin' the Earth
Honoring the dead members of my gang, planning to carry out their legacy through destruction.


Outlawz, worldwide, we packed the block
A reference to the political organization of the same name, asserting their widespread influence and showing up in force.


Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac
Verbally confronting and physically assaulting adversaries, motivated by loyalty to another member of the gang who died.


Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Referring to another member of the gang, stating that they both understand how difficult it is to survive in their environment.


Stale down here, too many jails down here
The atmosphere is stagnant and lifeless, and the prevalence of incarceration is oppressive.


Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble
Asking why people ignore his message, directed at another member of the group.


Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me, I'm still breathin'
Vowing to remain loyal to the Outlaw organization and never abandoning their path, even if it leads to death.


How we was raised, "Fuck this life," my wrongs, my rights
Growing up with a negative outlook on survival and morality, feeling justified in my actions.


Holdin' on a tight grip, with death in my sight
Clutching onto life, constantly aware of its fleeting nature.


And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleep walkin' as a true
Feeling hopeless and pessimistic, never truly at ease or lucid.


Walk around town, with a pound full of bitter food
Carrying a gun full of bullets, each representing stored feelings of anger and resentment.


Came a long way from my born day
Having experienced a significant amount of growth and hardship since my birth.


Dead away where there's war play
Living in an area where violence and conflict are the norm.


Fuck friends, I'll say, rather die for my AK
Prioritizing one's weapon over the relationships of others, stating a willingness to die for the cause.


With these fag ass niggas, see-through-glass ass niggas
Dismissing those who are fake or insincere, some of whom are likely members of other groups or gangs.


Only-ride-my-dick-and-the-skin-of-my-mash ass niggas (we been)
Mocking those who are overly dependent on male authority figures, claiming to have seen through their façade.


I walk around with a knife in my back
Feeling like I am perpetually betrayed or in danger of being hurt.


Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like that
Scenarios that would typically be considered bad days are commonplace occurrences in my daily life.


It's severe, and I'm losin' my hair, bless a hooligan
The situation is serious and physically and emotionally damaging, and I ask for protection as a result.


Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruined, and
I am in a vulnerable state and may be on the verge of collapse, acknowledging the damage that has been done.


Breathin' in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
Physically and metaphorically enmeshed in filth, feeling neglected and disregarded by others.


I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy
Having grown accustomed to a difficult and unpleasant lifestyle since childhood.


The side of the city that the Devil run from
Residing in a part of town where evil and sinfulness are particularly intense and pronounced.


In the belly of the beast
Being in the midst of danger and violence, akin to being swallowed by a monster.


That's where the fuck we come from and still I'm breathin'
Hailing from a dangerous and violent place, but still alive and thriving despite the challenges.


And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Feeling under the influence and distracted, but acknowledging some sort of challenge or trial that must be confronted.


Just lost two of my closest, nan' one of y'all can take this
Recently experiencing the deaths of two people who were very important to me, unwilling to explain or justify this loss to others.


But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
Having learned survival strategies and tactics inspired by the late rapper Tupac Shakur.


We number one, motherfucker, 'bout to do it again
Asserting dominance and high status, intending to replicate past successes.


Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
Referring to the continued success of Tupac's legacy, dismissing attempts to discredit or detract from his influence.


Two million every time he drop, I know you fuckers losin' it
Assuming that each new release from Tupac generates significant revenue and attention, and mocking those who cannot match his success.


We movin' in, for the kill, for a meal, holdin' steel
Operating aggressively and with intention, motivated by the prospect of wealth and utilizing weapons.


Hold the wheel
Taking control and staying focused on the task at hand.


I'm 'bout to give these niggas something they can feel
Intending to assert dominance and make a lasting impression on my rivals.


Fakin' real, but we the raw and uncut
Others may be pretending to be authentic, but we are truly genuine and intense.


Style-bitin' thug lyin' niggas, give it up
Those who try to mimic our style or claim to be violent criminals should stop trying to keep up and surrender.


We hit 'em up
Engaging in aggressive and intimidating behavior, possibly involving violence.


And we still breathin' and we still breathin' and we still-
Despite everything, we are still alive and thriving, emphasizing the persistence and longevity of the group.


(Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin'?)
Repeating the opening line, emphasizing the theme of outlasting the competition.


Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'
Reiterating the point that the artist is still standing and overpowering all rivals.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Katari T. Cox, Malcolm Greenidge, Mutah W. Beale, Rufus Lee Cooper

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Agent Bosconian


on So Many Tears - Live


I fear only God and no human being


Even in the face of danger, I will stay strong


I have cried so much and fear that I might die soon


God, please guide me and take me to heaven if I die


I grew up in a sad, and lonely environment and it affected me in a gravely manner


I was abandoned; all alone and grew up in a community that was doomed to fail


My mind was greatly troubled and I couldn't be able to find my inner peace


I found solace and comfort in adopting a tough and rebellious lifestyle


Do you understand my pain and sorrow? I don't ever dwell on the past memories


To survive in a dangerous environment, you must react aggressively and quickly; in order to stay alive


I will always remember my friend, Kato. A good friend who has tragically died, and is no longer with us, anymore


I witnessed the day Kato perished on the streets and was calling for help


May Kato, and those who died before him, truly find peace in death


Is there really a place in heaven for a gangster like me? Always think and never forget about me


The friends that I once shared my laughter with; are now buried in their graves in the cemetery. I continue to shed countless tears for them; as I grieve for them


As I face many difficulties in the music industry, I will do whatever it takes to overcome it


People call me greedy and selfish for making money, yet they rarely can see me


I feel like I'm being cursed by the world and havin' disturbing; yet horrible premonitions


I have a fear that I will die and lie inside a coffin on a hearse, and want God's guidance and empathy


I want to escape from the problems, stress and the hurting of life


I yearned; longing for happiness and clarity in my troubled life


I'm trapped in jail and my life is in shambles


I feel like I'm doomed to go to Hell, but I don't know why


I'm in denial about my life, and I'm scared of death


If I go to hell, I will be in eternal pain and cry so much


I'm lost and tired, and I've cried so much


I'm contemplating suicide, so stay away from me


I'm intentionally moving towards death


I'm ready to die, and I feel like I have nothing to live for


The streets were ruthless, and I couldn't find peace


I'm on the verge of breaking down, and I long for peace


I lost my soul and my identity, but I was unaware


I had demons in my mind that were taking over


The demons inside me grew and ignited a fire


My head felt like a bomb ready to explode, it was a nasty game


I have no happy memories, only pain and sadness


I imagine my enemies murdering me in my sleep


I wonder if I'll live to see the next day


I ask God to pardon me for my wrongs as death approaches


God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed


I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings


I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by


I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort


I don't want this life, I want something different


There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence


I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze


Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind


I've been disillusioned and now want a family


I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past


I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us


I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it


I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven


I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven


I've lost so many years and cried so many tears


God, I lost so many friends and associates, and...


God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed


I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings


I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by


I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort


I don't want this life, I want something different


There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence


I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze


Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind


I've been disillusioned and now want a family


I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past


I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us


I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it


I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven


I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven


I've lost so many years and cried so many tears


God, I lost so many friends and associates, and cried so many tears

Aliyu


on 'Pac's Life

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A.Bosconian


on So Many Tears


I am not afraid of anything or anyone other than God.


Even when I am in the darkest of times and places.


I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.


I ask God to guide me and be with me in my journey through life.


Even as a child in elementary school, I found myself attracted to and surrounded by sadness and hopelessness.


I was abandoned and grew up among a generation of people who were doomed to fail.


My mind was constantly struggling, and I could not find a sense of peace or comfort anywhere.


I found a sense of identity and belonging when I got the tattoo of 'Thug Life' on my chest.


Do you understand the struggles and pain that I have experienced in my life?


I am not dwelling on my past mistakes, and if you want to be successful, you shouldn't be either.


In order to defend yourself and your community from violence, you must be the first one to take action. We should never forget Kato, who was killed due to senseless violence.


Kato is no longer with us and has passed away.


I witnessed violent crimes, and I've seen the aftermath of people being killed on the streets.


I hope Kato, and all those who have passed before him, are resting in peace.


Is there a place in heaven for someone like me, who has lived a life of violence and crime?


Remember me and all of my friends who have died and are now buried in the cemetery.


I address God.


I have experienced a lot of suffering throughout my life.


I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.


Now that I am struggling in the music industry.


I will do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being labeled as greedy and only focused on making money.


Even though I am chasing success, I rarely get to enjoy it or be seen by others.


I feel cursed and have a negative outlook on the world.


I am having visions of dying and leaving this world in a coffin.


I ask God if he can understand what I am going through and help me.


I want to be relieved of all the stress and suffering I feel.


I want to experience happiness again, which has been absent from my life for some time.


I feel like I am losing sight of what's important in my life.


I feel trapped in my current situation, and my quality of life is suffering as a result.


I already feel like I am destined to go to hell, and I question where I went wrong in my life.


I am unable to come to terms with my reality.


When I die, I fear that I will be punished forever in the afterlife.


I feel lost and tired.


I have cried so much that I am now having suicidal thoughts, so please don't be near me.


Everything I do feels like a complicated and difficult step.


To bring me closer to what I want to achieve.


I am prepared to accept death at any moment since I feel like I have nothing to live for.


Things were very rough and merciless on the streets.


I was never able to find peace or rest in that environment.


I am close to falling apart and screaming for peace.


Even though I was empty and lost, I couldn't understand or recognize it at the time.


My mind was plagued with negative thoughts and emotions, which were trying to escape constantly.


The negative thoughts and emotions had been planted long ago and have now taken root, and the flame of negativity is now growing stronger.


Just like a match can light a fire, the negative thoughts in my brain can also do the same, causing pain and suffering.


I have no good memories to comfort me, only sadness and suffering.


I am afraid of being attacked and killed by the people who hate me, even in my sleep.


I wonder if I will survive through the night to see the light of the new day?


I ask God for forgiveness for my past mistakes and wrongdoings.


I am trying to face my problems and come out stronger and better.


The Lord knows I have tried my best, and I have witnessed violent deaths in my community.


Drive-by shootings have resulted in the loss of many lives, including innocent children.


I wonder why these tragedies are happening in my community as I walk around and see the devastation.


I am saddened as I look at the markings on the pavement where someone has been killed, and the only way I can deal with this pain is by getting high.


I understand that this isn't the kind of life that I want for myself, and I want to change it.


I want to change my life for the better.


I feel like there is no future for me, no matter how hard I try to change.


I am trapped in the cycle of crime and violence that exists in my community.


I am lost and confused about how to get out of this situation.


The alcohol has influenced me to act more recklessly and dangerously.


I have lost faith and become cynical about life recently.


I have been wanting to have children and start a family.


I want to see a better version of myself in my children, someone who isn't always involved in negative activities.


I don't fully trust my partner because of the negative influence of our environment.


My partner has also been affected by the negative influences of our environment, and I am hearing strange noises because of how paranoid I am.


I am paranoid that my partner is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle the stress anymore.


I am begging God to forgive me and let me into heaven when I die.


I have lost many friends and acquaintances to violence and death.


As a result of these losses, I have cried many tears and experienced a lot of sadness.


I have experienced a lot of pain and suffering throughout my life.

A.Bosconian


on So Many Tears

The lyrics of Tupac Shakur's song "So Many Tears" explore the themes of paranoia, pain, and death. The first verse of the song presents Tupac's fearlessness of men, but not of God. The rapper then describes his life growing up, where he felt like he was surrounded by misery but found a sense of identity and belonging in the Thug Life culture. He mourns the deaths of his friends, particularly Kato, who was murdered in the streets. Tupac questions to himself whether there is heaven for a "G" and reflects on the many homies who died; that are now in the cemetery.

In the second verse, Tupac reveals his struggles in the music industry, where he feels overwhelmed by the pressure and pain. He admits to being greedy and having a vision of dying young. Tupac requests God to free him from the pain and suffering he experiences in life. The final verse of the song sees Tupac lost, weary, and suicidal. He delves into his struggles with addiction, and he starts to hear voices and experience demons in his mind. Tupac desires to change, but he feels trapped in the game, and he is unsure of his lady's loyalty.

Overall, Tupac Shakur's "So Many Tears" is a poignant song that reflects the artist's tumultuous life and his struggles with death and paranoia. The lyrics also tackle the harsh realities of growing up in the ghetto and the impact that violence and loss have on the psyche of an individual.

Gabriel Benard Cote


on California Love - Original Mix (Explicit)

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