2Pac – Breathin ft Outlawz

Talented Legendary rapper, Tupac Shakur join hands with Outlawz to create this amazing song titled “Breathin”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 07 on his top charting album project called “Until the End of Time” was officially released on 27 March 2001.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[2Pac:]

Who’ll be the last motherfucker breathin’?

Tell me, nigga, tell me

Who’ll be the last motherfucker breathin’?

 

[2Pac:]

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

 

[2Pac:]

Woke up with 50 enemies plottin’ 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 the cops

A thug nigga screamin’, “Westside!”, 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’m a 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 niggas that don’t give a fuck

Ridin’ as my soldiers

I just release ’em on a war path, not your average dealer

Westside, Outlaw; Bad Boy killer

Complete my mission, my competition no longer beefin’

I murdered all them bustas

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

 

[2Pac:]

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

 

[Young Noble:]

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt

For all my soldiers gone, we burnin’ the Earth

Outlawz, worldwide, we packed the block

Shootin’ rocks at the kid, I’ll bust back for Pac

Ask Yak, he’ll tell you that it’s hell down here

Stale down here, too many jails down here

Why you act like you don’t hear me? Young Noble

Outlaw ’til these motherfuckers kill me; I’m still breathin’

 

[Napoleon:]

Now, we was raised, “Fuck this life,” my wrongs, my rights

Holdin’ on a tight grip, with death in my sight

And the dark is my light, I’m cynical, sleep walkin’ as a true

Walk around town, with a pound full of bitter food

Came a long way from my born day

Dead away where there’s war play

Fuck friends! I’ll say, rather die for my A-K

With these fag ass niggas, see-through-glass ass niggas

Only-ride-my-dick-and-the-skin-of-my-mash ass niggas

 

[2Pac:]

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

 

[Kastro:]

I walk around with a knife in my back

Talkin’ ’bout a bad day; I live a life like that

It’s severe, and I’m losin’ my hair, bless a hooligan

Catch me, I’m fallin’ out flat, yo, I’m ruined, and

Breathin’ in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me

I learned to like it like that when I was still in Mommy

The side of the city that the Devil run from

In the belly of the beast

That’s where the fuck we come from; and still I’m breathin’!

[E.D.I. Mean:]

And still I’m totally wasted, they want me to face this

Just lost two of my closest na’r, one of y’all can take this

But I’m Makaveli trained, simple and plain

We number one, motherfucker, ’bout to do it again

Shit, Pac still doin’ it, you hoes can’t ruin it

Two million every time he drop, I know you fuckers losin’ it

We movin’ in, for the kill, for a meal, holdin’ steel

Hold the wheel

I’m ’bout to give these niggas something they can feel

Fakin’ real, but we the raw and uncut

Style-bitin’ thug lyin’ niggas, give it up!

We hit ’em up

 

[E.D.I.:]

And we still breathin’ and we still breathin’…

(Who’ll be the last motherfuckers breathin’?)

 

[2Pac:]

Tell ’em! Nigga, tell ’em! (And we still breathin’…)

Who’ll be the last motherfuckers breathin’?

 

[2Pac:]

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’

Stressed, but busta free

Enemies give me reason

To be the last motherfucker breathin’

Bustin’ my automatic rounds

Catch ’em while they sleepin’

Now I’m the last motherfucker breathin’