[2Pac talking]

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

[chorus]by: ???

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

[chorus]by: ???

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'