LYRICS :::: [2Pac] I'll be tha last muthafucka breathin' Tell me nigga, who be the last muthafucka breathin? chorus [2Pac] Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin', my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Verse 1 [2Pac] Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death all 50 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 tha cops, a thug nigga screamin Westside bustin' double glocks Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban liquor got me drivin up on the curb hand on the steerin wheel, swirvin' Bless me Fatha I'ma sinna, I'm livin in hell Just let me live on these streetz cause ain't no peace fo' me in jail Getten world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin as my souljaz I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy Killa Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin' I murdered all them bustaz now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' chorus [2Pac] Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin, my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin Verse 2 [Young Noble] Make sho' I hold my position, stand firm in tha dirt Fo' all my souljas gone, we burnin' the earth Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack tha block Shootin' rocks at tha kid, I'll 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 muthafuckas kill me I'm still breathin' [Napoleon] Now we was raised "fuck this life", I rose my right Holdin' on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't you? Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food Came a long way from a bored-day Dead away where there's war play Fuck Friends, I'll say, rather die for my A-K Wit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz Only ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz Breathin' chorus [2Pac] Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin, my automatic rounds catch,em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Verse 3 [Kastro] I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin' bout a bad day, I live a life like that It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogans Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruinin' Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck about me I learned to like it like that, when I was still wit' mommy Besides a seed that the devil run from In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from And still breathin' [EDI] And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of y'all can take this But, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain We numba 1 muthafucka, bout to do it again Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it 2 million everytime he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it We movin' in for the kill, for a mill Hold the steel, hold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel Fakin' real, but we the raw on the cut Style-bitin' THUGLINE niggaz give it up We Hit 'Em Up and we still breathin' and we still breathin' and we still breathin' [2Pac] We'll be the last muthafucka breathin' chorus [2Pac] Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin, my automatic rounds catch'em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' Stressed, and busta free, enemies give me reason to be the last muthafucka breathin' Bustin, my automatic rounds catch,em while they sleepin' now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'