Bruce Washington

(Daz)
Yeah..
'Pac, Dat Nigga Daz (yeah) Kurupt
All up in this bitch

(Intro)
Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 6X*)
Don't stop..
Don't stop..

(Spoken over Intro)
Keep it goin, got my nigga Slip Capone
Hahahaha, hell yeah, lot of fakers is out there
Niggaz get around these backwoods
Get around they mommas, pull up they pants
hide they rags and start to act good, hahahahaha!

(Daz)
Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do)
Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound?
My sound break block, corners, avenues and drives
It's about time the mashin is arrived
I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin steel
Steadily givin these niggaz no passes on livin (no passes)
I spend major loot on khaki suits
Nikes and kroker-saks to sweat suits, and leather boots
I box niggaz twice my size, I bust wit a fo'-five
Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
as just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use it
Bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless
to step to this, we in effect, we dangerous
Contendin mental murderers and ain't afraid to diss
Biatch! (yeah)

(2Pac)
Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible (haha)
I give a fuck, what you thought, or who you brought witchu?
(Bad Boy killer) A Bad Boy killer, Biggie annihilator
They wonderin why he breathin, but bitches is dyin later (ahh)
Better laugh now, then cry when I come to get you
I hit you with two glocks, and leave you with scar tissue
On some loco shit (loco), my pistol smoke yo' shit (smoke)
Let's go for dolo BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' shit
Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces (hell yeah)
Shots rang and niggaz brains were spilt
Another Bad Boy affiliated (Bad Boy killer) nigga was kilt
I hit the funeral and busted his folks
and leave the scene like a shadow in a blaze of smoke
Don't stop, keep goin

(Chorus)
Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 6X*)

(Kurupt)
Well it's that seventeen shot glock cocker, the block rocker (fool)
Hardcore hooligan, verbal assault chopper
Finally televised - Kurupt, Daz reside (resides)
Lethal with mics like guns, bats and knifes
Those who oppose are my foes, all stand in rows
Deadliest MC across the globe, Kurupt Capone
(That's that nigga) I packs heat when it's cold
Too much pressure makes ya fold, so lo' and behold
Why you waitin for the poetical Satan?
Creatin slaughters, runnin through camps like Walter Payton
I snatch ya breath (aah!) and bust 'til there's no one left
Who goes against the program, I'm the Man like Meth
(I'm the man nigga) I don't trust ya (I don't)
The second I get a chance I'ma bust ya
No matter where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
(Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags

(Chorus)
Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 7X*)
Don't stop, don't stop

..
Let the speakers bump - BIATCH! (let the speakers bump)
For everybody out there that got the humps in they Jeep
Big Suburbans, they Lexuses, they Beemers
We gon' break it down a lil' somethin like this
for you to get yo' sub on throughout yo' neighborhood
Turn it up, check it out

(Daz)
They claim to be down, they say they down (man fuck you man)
Number one..

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 nine straight
Sippin' on this Hennessy
waitin' for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers
bow down recognize
Westside Deathrow Outlaw Ridahz
Untouchable mob of
pistol packers
Well known felons
label for drug sellin'
merciless jackers
Forever buzzed
roll with thugs and dawgs
Commence to lettin' off rounds
then escape in a fog
Who wanna see me solo
Catch Makaveli while he sleepin'
My mini fourteen murderin'
niggaz while they creepin' uh
Duck or you ass out
drink till you pass out
Ain't scared to die
drunk drivin' in my glasshouse
Niggaz 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
Niggaz 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'
our my 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 to doing 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 knocking them back down
Poster child cheque
Air Force Ones
with the crooked dial 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 nine
and the shell
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
cuz 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 niggaz
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

Young nation just trying to
get this

Just trying to get this