[bad word] 
Stress, but busta free
Enemies give me reason, to be the last [bad word] breathin
Bustin, my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last [bad word] breathin

[repeat [bad word] 

[2Pac]
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah [bad word] I was stressed
Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
 [bad word]  I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
thug [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word]  ridin as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh [bad word] my mission [bad word] no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last [bad word] breathin

 [bad word]