Breathin’ (Original Version) 2Pac

[Intro]
Yeah
Who'll be the last mothafucka breathin'?
Tell me nigga, tell me
Who'll be the last mothafucka breathin'?

[Hook]
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mothafucka breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mothafucka breathin'
Stressed, but busta free
Enemies give me reason
To be the last mothafucka breathin'
Bustin', my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin'
Now I'm the last mothafucka breathin'

[Verse 1]
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' "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'm 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, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustas, now I'm the last mothafucka breathin'