Breathin'
Tupac Shakur ft. Outlawz Lyrics

Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin'?
Who will survive until the end of this war or conflict?

Tell me, nigga, tell me
Ask for information on who will survive the longest.

Stressed, but busta free
Under pressure but not showing weakness or fear.

Enemies give me reason
Having adversaries motivates me to keep fighting.

To be the last motherfucker breathin'
My ultimate goal is to outlast all of my enemies.

Bustin' my automatic rounds
Shooting my gun repeatedly to take out enemies.

Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Take advantage of their vulnerability by attacking them when they are least expecting it.

Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'
I have survived longer than anyone else.

Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
I am constantly aware of the danger I am in because many people are trying to kill me.

All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Each of my enemies imagines killing me in a different way.

Couldn't rest, nah, nigga, I was stressed
I couldn't sleep because of the fear and anxiety caused by my dangerous situation.

Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie, sleepin' in my vest
I had to be cautious and prepared at all times, even when sleeping, to avoid being caught off guard.

Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
I feel trapped and unsafe in this violent neighborhood, and it is the responsibility of law enforcement to protect me.

A thug nigga screamin', "Westside", bustin' double Glocks
I represent the West Side of America and am fiercely defending it with my firearms.

Hittin' corners in my Chevy Suburban
I am driving fast and recklessly through the streets in order to either escape my enemies or confront them.

Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb
I am drunk and therefore not entirely in control of my vehicle.

Hand on the steerin' wheel, swervin'
I am struggling to keep the car under control while driving in a dangerous and reckless manner.

Bless me, Father, I'm a sinner, I'm livin' in hell
I am asking for forgiveness from God because of my sinful lifestyle and the difficult and dangerous environment I live in.

Just let me live on the streets
I prefer living in poverty and danger than being locked up in jail.

'Cause ain't no peace for me in jail
I would rather face the dangers of living on the streets than being imprisoned where I am still at risk of violence and conflict.

Gettin' world-wide exposure
I am becoming famous and gaining attention from people all around the world.

With a bunch of niggas that don't give a fuck
I am surrounded by people who are equally as reckless and unafraid as I am.

Ridin' as my soldiers
They are riding with me and fighting alongside me as a united force.

I'll just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
I will send my soldiers out to fight without hesitation and no mercy, and I am not a typical drug dealer.

Westside, Outlaw Bad Boy killer
I represent the West Coast, and I am an outlaw and a killer, associated with the Bad Boy record label.

Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin'
I aim to fulfill my objectives and eliminate my competition to achieve peace and dominance in my territory.

I murdered all them bustas
I have succeeded in killing all of my enemies.

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
I need to maintain my dominance and not give up my territory.

For all my soldiers gone, we burnin' the Earth
In honor of my fallen comrades, we will destroy everything in our path.

Outlawz, worldwide, we packed the block
My gang, the Outlawz, are known all around the world, and we have a strong presence in our neighborhood.

Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac
People are throwing rocks at me, but I will retaliate and fight back in honor of the now-deceased Tupac Shakur.

Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
If you ask someone who lives in this dangerous neighborhood, they will confirm how difficult and chaotic life is here.

Stale down here, too many jails down here
The situation here is oppressive and unchanging, with too many people ending up in jail.

Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble
Why are you ignoring me? I am speaking the truth, and my name is Young Noble.

Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me, I'm still breathin'
I will remain an outlaw even until death, but I am still alive and fighting.

How we was raised, "Fuck this life," my wrongs, my rights
The mentality we were raised with was to hate life and to fight for what we believe is right, regardless of what others deem wrong.

Holdin' on a tight grip, with death in my sight
I am clinging tightly to life, aware that death is always a possibility.

And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleep walkin' as a true
I see darkness and negativity as my guide, and I am moving through life as if in a trance, with sincerity.

Walk around town, with a pound full of bitter food
I carry a gun around with me, filled with bullets that will cause pain and bitterness to my enemies.

Came a long way from my born day
I have come a long way since the day I was born, both in terms of personal growth and physical distance.

Dead away where there's war play
I live in a place where violence and conflict are constant and never-ending.

Fuck friends, I'll say, rather die for my AK
I do not value friendships over the loyalty I feel for my weapon, which I am willing to die for.

With these fag ass niggas, see-through-glass ass niggas
I have no respect for men who are weak and transparent, who cannot be trusted.

Only-ride-my-dick-and-the-skin-of-my-mash ass niggas (we been)
I have no time or patience for men who are only interested in using me for their own benefit.

I walk around with a knife in my back
I feel paranoid and constantly like I am being betrayed and backstabbed.

Talkin' 'bout a bad day, I live a life like that
People complain about having a bad day, but my entire life is filled with negativity and hardship.

It's severe, and I'm losin' my hair, bless a hooligan
The situation is dire, and I am so stressed that I am physically losing my hair, but I am still a tough and rebellious person.

Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruined, and
I am collapsing and feeling defeated, my life and future in ruins.

Breathin' in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I am suffocating in the smell of sewage and death, and no one seems to care about my situation.

I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy
I have grown accustomed to the pain and suffering since I was a child, when my own life and family were filled with misery.

The side of the city that the Devil run from
My neighborhood is so dangerous and corrupt that even the Devil would avoid it.

In the belly of the beast
I am living in the midst of extreme danger and chaos.

That's where the fuck we come from and still I'm breathin'
Despite the difficult environment I grew up in, I am still alive and fighting.

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
I am still under the influence of drugs and alcohol, but my enemies want me to deal with this situation sober.

Just lost two of my closest, nan' one of y'all can take this
I have recently lost two of my closest friends or allies, and no one else can understand or relate to my pain.

But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
I am trained and ready to fight like the late Tupac Shakur, with no-frills or complications.

We number one, motherfucker, 'bout to do it again
We are the best and most powerful, and ready to continue our reign of dominance.

Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
Tupac Shakur's legacy is still thriving, and no one can tarnish it.

Two million every time he drop, I know you fuckers losin' it
Even in death, Tupac is still making money and gaining fans, while others are losing relevance and struggling.

We movin' in, for the kill, for a meal, holdin' steel
We are aggressively advancing and attacking, with the goal of dominating our opponents and getting what we want.

Hold the wheel
Lead the charge and stay in control.

I'm 'bout to give these niggas something they can feel
I am about to reveal my strength and power through a violent act that will make others fear me.

Fakin' real, but we the raw and uncut
Others may pretend to be tough but we are authentic and dangerous.

Style-bitin' thug lyin' niggas, give it up
Other people may copy our style and attitude, but they will never match our level of power and influence.

We hit 'em up
We strike fiercely and unapologetically against our enemies.

And we still breathin' and we still breathin' and we still-
Despite all of the hardships and dangers we face, we are still alive and fighting.

(Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin'?)
(Who will outlast all of our opponents and emerge victorious in this struggle?)

Now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
I have succeeded in surviving longer than anyone else in this violent environment.