Breathin'
2Pac featuring Outlawz Lyrics

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin'?
Who will have the strength to survive the struggle until the very end?

Tell me, nigga, tell me
Please provide an answer, my friend.

Stressed, but busta free
Despite my worries, I remain unbothered by lesser individuals.

Enemies give me reason
My adversaries fuel my motivation to survive and thrive.

To be the last motherfucker breathin'
To outlast all who oppose me and emerge victorious.

Bustin' my automatic rounds
Using my firearm to protect myself and eliminate threats quickly.

Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Taking advantage of my enemies' moments of weakness to strike.

Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'
I have succeeded in defeating all those who once posed a threat to me, and I remain standing.

Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
I am constantly under the threat of being killed by those who wish to see me fail.

All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
My rivals imagine the worst possible outcome for me.

Couldn't rest, nah, nigga, I was stressed
I was unable to relax or let my guard down due to the severity of the situation.

Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie, sleepin' in my vest
I was paranoid about my surroundings and took precautions to ensure my safety, even while sleeping.

Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
I feel trapped and like a prisoner in my own neighborhood. Someone needs to intervene to provide safety and security.

A thug nigga screamin', "Westside", bustin' double Glocks
I am a proud gangster, fighting for my territory and using multiple guns to assert my dominance.

Hittin' corners in my Chevy Suburban
I am driving fast and recklessly through the city streets, trying to avoid danger.

Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb
Due to my drunken state, I am unable to control my vehicle well and often drive onto the sidewalk.

Hand on the steerin' wheel, swervin'
I am gripping the steering wheel tightly and frequently losing control of the vehicle.

Bless me, Father, I'm a sinner, I'm livin' in hell
I ask for forgiveness and mercy from God, as I am constantly surrounded by danger and violence.

'Cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Being incarcerated would only worsen my situation and provide me with no relief from danger.

Gettin' world-wide exposure
My music and story are reaching people all over the globe, bringing attention to my struggles.

With a bunch of niggas that don't give a fuck
I am surrounded by fellow gangsters who are similarly unbothered and ruthless like me.

Ridin' as my soldiers
We are united and fighting together, as a team.

I'll just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
I am not a typical drug dealer - I am also willing to use violent tactics and my allies to take down enemies.

Westside, Outlaw Bad Boy killer
I am representing my gang and promoting an image of strength and dominance.

Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin'
Once I eliminate my rivals, they will no longer be a threat to me.

I murdered all them bustas
I successfully killed all those who opposed me.

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
I must continue to remain in control and maintain my power and status.

For all my soldiers gone, we burnin' the Earth
To honor my fallen comrades, we will fight harder and with more conviction in their memory.

Outlawz, worldwide, we packed the block
My gang and I have influence and power that reach globally and have a significant presence on the streets.

Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac
If anyone tries to harm me or anyone associated with me, I will respond with force and aggression in honor of my friend, Tupac.

Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
My associate, Yak, would attest to the dangerous and tumultuous environment we live in.

Stale down here, too many jails down here
The atmosphere is stagnant and depressing, with many people being incarcerated and unable to escape the cycle of violence and poverty.

Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble
Why are you ignoring what I am saying? This is Young Noble speaking.

Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me, I'm still breathin'
I will continue fighting and representing my gang, even if it results in my death. I am still alive and thriving despite the odds.

How we was raised, "Fuck this life," my wrongs, my rights
This is how we were taught to live - to reject societal norms and do things our way, even if it goes against the law.

Holdin' on a tight grip, with death in my sight
I am determined to hold onto life and fight until my very last breath, even if death seems inevitable.

And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleep walkin' as a true
I am accustomed to living in darkness and often find comfort in it. I am skeptical and guarded, walking through life in a constant state of vigilance.

Walk around town, with a pound full of bitter food
I carry a gun filled with deadly ammunition, ready to defend myself and those close to me.

Came a long way from my born day
I have overcome many obstacles and hardships since the day I was born.

Dead away where there's war play
I come from a place where violence is rampant and everyday life is a battle.

Fuck friends, I'll say, rather die for my AK
I prioritize my weapons over friendships and am willing to risk my life for them.

With these fag ass niggas, see-through-glass ass niggas
I have no respect for weak and fake individuals who are easy to see through and expose.

Only-ride-my-dick-and-the-skin-of-my-mash ass niggas (we been)
I have encountered many people who are only interested in me for personal gain and have no loyalty or respect for me.

I walk around with a knife in my back
I am constantly under the threat of betrayal and being stabbed in the back, metaphorically speaking.

Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like that
While others complain about their bad days, my entire life is a constant struggle.

It's severe, and I'm losin' my hair, bless a hooligan
The situation is very serious and dire, causing me extreme stress and physical symptoms such as hair loss. God bless the street thug.

Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruined, and
I have hit rock bottom and am experiencing a complete breakdown.

Breathin' in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I am living in a disgusting and unsanitary environment that illustrates how little the world cares about my well-being.

I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy
I have grown accustomed to living in extreme conditions since childhood.

The side of the city that the Devil run from
The area I live in is so rough and dangerous that even the Devil would avoid it.

In the belly of the beast
I am living in the heart of a dangerous and violent situation.

That's where the fuck we come from and still I'm breathin'
Despite our difficult and dangerous beginnings, I have managed to continue living and surviving.

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Despite being heavily intoxicated, my enemies continue to seek me out and challenge me.

Just lost two of my closest, nan' one of y'all can take this
I have recently lost two of my closest friends and am experiencing immense grief. No one else can fully understand or relate to this pain.

But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
I am trained and equipped to handle the challenges and dangers I face, just like Tupac was.

We number one, motherfucker, 'bout to do it again
We are the best at what we do and are about to show it again.

Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
Tupac's legacy and influence continue to thrive despite attempts to tear it down.

Two million every time he drop, I know you fuckers losin' it
Tupac's music sells millions every time a new album is released, making his critics and rivals jealous and enraged.

We movin' in, for the kill, for a meal, holdin' steel
We are moving in and taking control, using weapons to eliminate our enemies and secure a better life for ourselves.

Hold the wheel
I am in control of this situation and will drive it where I want it to go.

I'm 'bout to give these niggas something they can feel
I am determined to make an impact on my enemies and show them that I am a force to be reckoned with.

Fakin' real, but we the raw and uncut
Others may pretend to be like us, but we are the true authentic, unfiltered gangsters.

Style-bitin' thug lyin' niggas, give it up
Others who copy our style and lie about their background should just give up and bow down to our superiority.

We hit 'em up
We are launching a verbal and physical attack on our rivals.

And we still breathin' and we still breathin' and we still-
We are still alive and thriving despite everything that has been thrown at us.