2 Pac - Everything They Owe Lyrics
[2pac talking]Imagine if you could go back, actually talk to the mutha*****asThat put us here (ha ha ha)you know, the first mutha*****azThat came into the slave shit (excuse me, excuse me, look)[verse 1] 2pacWe back for everything you owe, no longer opressedCause now we over-throne those that placed us in this rotten messUnless we agree on strategy and pick our enemies rideWho stands accused of the abuse my own kind to ridePardon, not dis-reguaridin what you thinkinBut you must abandon ship, cause once I rip, your whole shit is sinkinSupreme autiology, you claim the wholeClaimin that we all drug-dealers with empy soulsThat you should tempt me to roll, commit to violenceIn the mists of an act of war, witnesses left silentShatter, black tylin-style, thoughts I throwIt remains in your brain, then ofcouse it growsMaybe, even your babies can produce and risePicture a life where black babies can survive pass-fireBut we must have hope, quotin the reverend from the popeBut refuse to turn the other cheek, we must defeat the evil copraitLace me with words of destruction, and Ill explodeBut supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world growThis aint my talkin bout problems, I bring solutionWisdom, restitution, stipulated through the constitutionYou violated, now Im back to haunt your nightsListen to the screams of the lives you sacrificedAnd incase you dont know, ghetto-born, black seeds still growWe comin back for everything you owe[chorus]by: ? ? ?Im comin collectin the shit that belong to meMutha*****as 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 !!!)Im a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentalityAll my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, freeIm comin, comin[verse 2] 2pacNot guilty on the grounds of insanity, it was him or meBustin at my innocent family, say they lookin for keysI was home alone, blind to the preludeBustin, talkin bout where is the quelos, what you say fool !? !?Where in the hell is the search warrant !? !? no feed-back is what he utteredBefore he screamed nigga-mutha*****aDropped me to my knees, I proceed to bleedSufferin them way-no blows to my hands and kneesWill I survive? as God whatchinI grab his gat and bust in self defense, my only optionGod-damn...Now they got me goin to the county jailAnd my family cant pay this outrageous bailTry to offer me a deal, they told me if I squealMove me and my people to a mansion in brazilNot me ! so this is how it ends, no friendsIll be stressed, and they just re-posess my benzTold the judge it was self-defense, but he wont listentill Im bumpin in some federal prisionGivin everything I owe[chorus]by: ? ? ?Im comin collectin the shit that belong to meMutha*****as are runnin and duckinIm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentalityAll my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, freeIm cominIm comin collectin the shit that belong to meMutha*****as are runnin and duckinIm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentalityAll my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, freeIm comin, comin, comin
