Dumpin'

Who you are
 One nation under a thug and bullet scar
 Young nation no revolution and no cause
 One nation young black and dangerous by far
 Young nation just trying to get this
 Murderous mind state
 Can't keep my 9 straight
 Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break
 Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
 Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
 Untouchable mob of pistol packers
 Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers'
 Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs
 Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
 Who wants to see me solo?
 Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
 My Mini-14 murderin' niggas while they creepin', uh
 Duck or you ass out
 Drink 'til you pass out
 Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house
 Niggas is under me
 They bitches come to me
 They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see
 Bomb first, my motto, it's fully guaranteed
 Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
 Who you are
 One nation under a thug and bullet scar
 Young nation no revolution and no cause
 One nation young black and dangerous by far
 Young nation just trying to get this
 When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get
 Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
 I'm stressin' but ain't no pressure here, I been there before
 Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
 Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there
 .40 cals, extended clips, still, I ain't scared
 Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive
 I'm different and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
 Knew that God had a plan for me
 But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me
 Maybe I'm breezy or paranoid than a bitch
 Me dyin', you think I'd let them see the joy from that shit?
 Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
 New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
 Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
 Mine'll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
 And come through cockin' the black pound
 When they put twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' them back down
 Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crocodile checks
 I'm supposed to wild sex
 Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
 It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night
 Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
 G ridin' with extra boxes of bullets to the 9 and the shovel
 Who you are
 One nation under a thug and bullet scar
 Young nation no revolution and no cause
 One nation young black and dangerous by far
 Young nation just trying to get this
 I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac
 So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box
 You end up in a box 'cause them graverobbin' bastards
 Dig your grave back up, snatched you out the casket
 Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage
 The flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
 But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session
 With the Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
 They don't really want no drama, I know you're goons
 That's why I keep pressure on them like a open wound
 This God-given, he keep givin' me better music
 So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement
 Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin'
 Songs are evolution, if I load your gun for you
 And we bang it out at some other niggas you better shoot it
 Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever stupid
 Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, you got the same bullets that you had
 When I loaded it for you, you never used it
 The Nacirema dream get ready for execution
 Papoose, Fatal and Pac, the revolution
 Who you are
 One nation under a thug and bullet scar
 Young nation no revolution and no cause
 One nation young black and dangerous by far
 Young nation just trying to get this
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 Young nation just trying to get this
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 Just trying to get this