[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'