Imagine if we could go back<br />Actually talk to the motherfuckers that persevered (hehehe)<br />I mean the first motherfuckers that came in the slave ships<br />(Hey, excuse me, excuse me) Y'know? (Look)<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />We back for everything you owe, no longer oppressed<br />cause now we overthrow those that placed us in this rotten mess<br />But let's agree on strategy and pick out enemies right<br />Who stands accused of the abuse my own, kind do right<br />Pardon, not disregardin what you thinkin but you musta been the ship <br />cause once I rip your whole shit is sinkin<br />Supreme ideology, you claim to hold<br />Claimin that we all drug dealers with empty souls<br />That used to tempt me to roll, commit to violence<br />In the midst of an act of war, witnesses left silent<br />Shatter, black talon style, thoughts I throw<br />It remains in your brain then of course it grows<br />Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise<br />Picture a life where black babies can survive past five<br />But we must have hope, quotin the reverand from the pulpit<br />Refuse to turn the other cheek we must defeat the evil culprit<br />Lace me with words of destruction and I'll explode<br />but supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world grow<br />This ain't bout talkin bout problems, I bring solutions<br />Where's the restitution, stipulated through the constitution<br />You violated, now I'm back to haunt your nights<br />Listen to the screams, of the lives you sacrificed<br />And in case you don't know, ghetto born black seeds still grow<br />We comin back, for everything you owe<br /><br /><em>[Chorus: sung]<br />I'm comin collectin the shit that belong to me<br />Motherfuckers are runnin and duckin<br />I'm a crazy nigga on a mission wit a bad mentality<br />Armed with missiles guns grenades<br />Pull out the pin, free I'm comin<br /><br /><em>[2Pac over Chorus]<br />How do you plead Mr. Shakur, how do you plead?<br />How do I plead?<br />Yes sir, how do you plead?<br />Shit, you know how I plead<br />C'mon!!<br />Psssh<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />Not guilty on the grounds of insanity it was them or me<br />Bustin at my innocent family, say they lookin for ki's<br />I was home alone, blind to the prelude<br />Bust in, talkin bout, "Where is the quaaludes?" What you say fool?<br />Where in the hell is the search warrant?<br />No feedback is what he uttered, before he screamed "Nigga motherfucker"<br />Dropped me to my knees I proceed to bleed<br />Sufferin a rain of blows to my hands and knees<br />Will I survive, is God watchin?<br />I grab his gat and bust in self-defense, my only option, God damn<br />Now they got me goin to the county jail<br />And my family can't pay this outrageous bail<br />Try to offer me a deal, they told me if I squeal<br />move me, and my people, to a mansion in Brazil<br />Not me, so this is how it ends, no friends<br />I'll be stressed and they just, reposessed my Benz<br />Told the judge it was self-defense, he won't listen<br />So I'm bumpin this in federal prison, givin everything I owe<br /><br /><em>[Chorus - 2X]<br />
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