[2Pac]
  Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?
  Tell me nigga.. tell me
  Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?
    [Chorus]
  Stress, 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
    [repeat Chorus]
    [2Pac]
  Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
  All fifty 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 Surburban
  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 niggaz 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, huh
  Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
  I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
    [Chorus]
    [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 pack 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," I rose my right
  Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
  And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin 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 niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
  Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz
  Breathin!
    [Chorus]
    [Kastro]
  Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
  Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
  It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans
  Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and
  breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
  I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
  The side of seedy 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.]
  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 everytime 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 niggaz somethin they can feel
  Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut
  Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!
  We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)
    [2Pac]
  Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em
  (and we still breathin..)
  Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin?
    [Chorus - 2X]