Lyrical Breakdown of Last Of A Dying Breed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers I'm from even where da dead die But try an do it big like da kid from bed stuy I see death around da corna and I ain't scared I got a wit 15 and I'm fully prepared, that's right Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip Shoot first and ask question lata Da answer is it was all about da paper And everything da game is shit to lose And a new forty-five that I'm dyin' to use Say if ya real like me Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed If ya real like me Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed I done seen niggaz come and go Shit da whole world done seen wat I done before We do anythang when da funds is low I'm da reason outta town as don't come no mo Let me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang My nigga B.G. know Buck been a man It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug If I ain't makin' enough I ma jack my plug We was born in it not sworn in it You can go against it or you can join wit it Make my mark so da streets gon' rememba me Now come and git it nigga Cashville Tennekee holla back Say if ya real like me Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed And if ya real like me Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed Some of da dudes we thought was real O.G's was O.D's 'Cause they talk pleas and includin' G's like you and me The first step was going to set a trap So in a short period they convince da grand jury to allow a phone tap And if they listen in Not once did they hear us mentioning Murder and a cocaine distributing Through all that was dividends comin' in I'm straightly gettin' betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit Callin' all cars, it's your brother-in-laws And tell 'em hurry up and come dem niggaz got gunz Man down shots fired only fuck niggaz and cops died First stage of a ride and dem fuck couldn't sneak by When you on a witnessin' and shit five bitch be quiet Because they only got what you tell 'em And then da witness that they had to Was lyin' there dead Shot in da street all red wit two shots to his head 'Cause he was workin' for da feds And they last informant informed us they had it out for us For a bird but he got popped for it So ride or die for 'em, betta yet you betta kill 'em 'Cause I think he gon get da bitch to tell 'em And he probably done all ready told But then again with out a witness dem bitches ain't got shit, say If ya real like me Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed If ya real like me Keep that thang on ya hip that's just da way that it's gotta be Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed