Imagine if you could go back, actually talk to the muthafuckas that put us here (ha ha ha)you know, the first muthafuckaz that came into the slave shit (excuse me, excuse me, look)
[Verse 1] 2Pac
We back for everything you owe, no longer opressed Cause now we over-throne those that placed us in this rotten mess Unless we agree on strategy and pick our enemies RIDE Who stands accused of the abuse my own kind to RIDE Pardon, not dis-reguaridin' what you thinkin' But you must abandon ship, cause once I rip, your whole shit is sinkin' Supreme autiology, you claim the whole Claimin' that we all drug-dealers with empy souls That you should tempt me to roll, commit to violence In the mists of an act of war, witnesses left silent Shatter, black tylin-style, thoughts I throw It remains in your brain, then ofcouse it grows Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise Picture a life where black babies can survive pass-fire But we must have hope, quotin' the reverend from the pope But refuse to turn the other cheek, we must defeat the evil coprait Lace me with words of destruction, and I'll explode But supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world grow This ain't my talkin' 'bout problems, I bring solution Wisdom, restitution, stipulated through the constitution You violated, now I'm back to haunt your nights Listen to the screams of the lives you sacrificed And incase you don't know, ghetto-born, black seeds still grow We comin' back for everything you owe
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
(how do you pleed Mr. Shakur ? how do you pleed? how do I pleed? yes sir, how do you pleed? you know how I pleed, come on !!!)
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free I'm comin', comin'
[Verse 2] 2Pac
Not guilty on the grounds of insanity, it was him or me Bustin' at my innocent family, say they lookin' for keys I was home alone, blind to the Prelude Bustin', talkin' bout "where is the quelos", "what you say fool !?!?" "Where in the hell is the search warrant !?!?" "no feed-back" is what he uttered Before he screamed "Nigga-muthafucka" Dropped me to my knees, I proceed to bleed Sufferin' them "Way-No" blows to my hands and knees Will I survive? as God whatchin' I grab his gat and bust in self defense, my only option God-damn... Now they got me goin' to the county jail And my family can't pay this outrageous bail Try to offer me a deal, they told me if I squeal Move me and my people to a mansion in Brazil Not me ! so this is how it ends, no friends I'll be stressed, and they just re-posess my Benz Told the judge it was self-defense, but he won't listen 'Till I'm bumpin' in some federal prision Givin' everything I owe
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin' I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free I'm comin'
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin' I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free I'm comin', comin', comin'