[Intro]
Yeah
Who'll be the last motherf**er breathin'?
Tell me n***a, (tell me)
Who'll be the last motherf**er breathin'?
[Hook]
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf**er breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin', now I'm the last motherf**er breathin'
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf**er breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin', now I'm the last motherf**er breathin'
[Verse 1]
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my d**h
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah n***a I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest
sh**, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
A thug n***a screamin' "West Side", 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'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 n***as that don't give a fu*k, ridin' as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy k**er, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherf**er breathin'
[Hook]
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf**er breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin', now I'm the last motherf**er breathin'
[Intermission]
[Hook]
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf**er breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin', now I'm the last motherf**er breathin'
[Verse 2]
Hoppin' out my four door Chevy, in this game, I'm still heavy
Rather be your N.I.G.G.A. if you still let me
Promise not to cum quick
You f**in' around with the Don b**h, I run sh**, with one clip Mr. Makaveli quick to mack, go back to the telli
I f** a b**h like I'm psychotic, I think that's what they tell me
f** around I don't fight fair
A world wide mob figga, local nightmare, just call 'em right there
Open fire, 'cause my desire is to ride
Got every n***a signed to Bad Boy, prayin' that I die
Some have prophesized, homicide, some have tried
They couldn't see the coward in they eyes, 'til they died
They wonder why, they targets
Defenseless, when my squad hits, hard n***as
[Intermission]