(feat. Outlawz) 

[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]