Imagine if we could go back

Actually talk to the motherfuckers that persevered (hehehe)

I mean the first motherfuckers that came in the slave ships

(Hey, excuse me, excuse me) Y''know
(Look)



[2Pac]

We back for everything you owe, no longer oppressed

cause now we overthrow those that placed us in this rotten mess

But let''s agree on strategy and pick out enemies right

Who stands accused of the abuse my own, kind do right

Pardon, not disregardin what you thinkin but you musta been the ship

cause once I rip your whole shit is sinkin

Supreme ideology, you claim to hold

Claimin that we all drug dealers with empty souls

That used to tempt me to roll, commit to violence

In the midst of an act of war, witnesses left silent

Shatter, black talon style, thoughts I throw

It remains in your brain then of course it grows

Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise

Picture a life where black babies can survive past five

But we must have hope, quotin the reverand from the pulpit

Refuse to turn the other cheek we must defeat the evil culprit

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 bout talkin bout problems, I bring solutions

Where''s the 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 in case you don''t know, ghetto born black seeds still grow

We comin back, for everything you owe



[Chorus: sung]

I''m comin collectin the shit that belong to me

Motherfuckers are runnin and duckin

I''m a crazy nigga on a mission wit a bad mentality

Armed with missiles guns grenades

Pull out the pin, free I''m comin



[2Pac over Chorus]

How do you plead Mr. Shakur, how do you plead


How do I plead


Yes sir, how do you plead


Shit, you know how I plead

C''mon!!

Psssh



[2Pac]

Not guilty on the grounds of insanity it was them or me

Bustin at my innocent family, say they lookin for ki''s

I was home alone, blind to the prelude

Bust in, talkin bout, ~Where is the quaaludes
~ What you say fool


Where in the hell is the search warrant


No feedback is what he uttered, before he screamed ~Nigga motherfucker~

Dropped me to my knees I proceed to bleed

Sufferin a rain of blows to my hands and knees

Will I survive, is God watchin


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, reposessed my Benz

Told the judge it was self-defense, he won''t listen

So I''m bumpin this in federal prison, givin everything I owe



[Chorus - 2X]