50 Cent - Breathin

Who be the last mother fucker breathin
Tell me nigga
Tell Me
Who be the last mother fucker breathin
[Chorus] 2x
Stressed
I`m busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last mother fucker breathin
Bustin`
My automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin
Now I`m the last mother fucker breathin
[Tupac]
Woke up with 50 enemies plottin my death
All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn`t rest na nigga I was stressed
Had me creeping round corners
Homies, sleeping in my vest
Shit, I`m like a hostage on this troubled block
Call the cops, a thug nigga screaming west side busting double glocks
Hittin` corners in my Chevy Suburban
Liquor got my driving up on the curb
Hand on the steering wheel swerving
Bless me father I`m a sinner
I`m living in hell, just let me live on these streets
Cause ain`t no peace for me in jail
Getting world wide exposure
With a bunch of niggaz that don`t give a fuck, riding as my souljahs
I just release them on a war path
Not your average dealer
West side, outlaw, bad boy killer
Huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin`
I murdered all them bustas
Now I`m the last mother fucker breathin`
[Chorus] 2x
[Young Noble]
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my souljahs gone, we burnin` the earth
Outlawz world-wide, we pack the block
Shoot rocks at the kidups, 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 till these mother fuckers kill me
I`m still breathin`
[Napoleon]
Uh, we was raised, fuck this life
I rose my right
Holding on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I`m sinicle
I`m sleep walking is it true?
I`m walking round town with a ?
Came a long way from a poor day
Dead away, with this war play
Fuck friends, I`ll say
Rather die for my AK
With these fake ass niggas
See through glass ass niggas
Only ride my dick and scared of my mash ass niggas
Breathin`
[Chorus] 2x
[Kastro]
I walk around, with a knife in my back
Talk about a bad day I live a life like that
It`s unfair
And I`m loosing my hair
Bless a hooligan
Catch me, I`m falling out flat
Yo I`m ruining
Breathin in sewer stink
No one give a fuck about me
I learned to like it like that
When I was still in mommy
Beside a seed that the Devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that`s where the fuck we come from
And still we breathin`
[EDI]
Totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest, man if one of y`all can take this
But I`m Makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number one mother fucker, bout to do it again
Shit, Pac still doin it
You hoes can`t ruin it
Two million every time we drop
I know you fuckers losing it
We moving in, for the kill
For a mil`, holding steel
Hold the wheel
I`m bout to give these niggaz something they can feel
(Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck)
Fakin` real
But we the raw and uncut
Style biting
Thug Line niggaz
Give it Up
We Hit Em Up
And we still real
And we still real
[Chorus] 2x