[Intro] Damn son, n***as stay doing it to us son You gone son, n***as think its a coincidence n***as be stopping us before we even get started This is under attack baby, we going to ride though, watch us son [Hook]-2pac X2 Some say the Government will watch me But they can't stop me I'm droppin' evil with the people as my posse [unknown rapper] Yo uh yea, see the lying in my eyes when I'm coming for the get back Big mac, co*k gunfire, hot tires they burning, they got us all dying and burning They lying to destroy our earth, little birth diseases 30 millionth church for Jesus And still our young eating out cans Chiefing grams and weapons, I sold my first swam at seven A smidget after first grade, shirt sprayed with talents You made us hurt making the balance Instead of preaching violence and fear Silenced shares we moving, The evil go ahead a movement Or share me the spiritual form, hear us form rebellion We gathered up the strong and felons The youth and all the poverty strain and were all the poverty dwelling The story that the pottery telling You find all in potter's field or the government files [Hook]-2pac X4 [Verse 2]-2Pac Dave Duke sure look cute in that black suit Oooohhh But even cuter behind the barrel of my six shooter ooh You look worried cause I ain't buried Punks leave in a hurry cause I throw flurries making mothaf**as, scurry Come feel the flavor from my single And brain cell's tingle I'm feeling stronger than a f**in mad Dingo And uh How's that for black history? I stay strapped, and love to jack those that slang that crack misery Ha Cause being a n***a means you love n***as But how could you love n***as if you trying drug n***as? You motherf**as need your caps peeled Cause when blacks k** blacks we stay trapped and thats, real And we don't need no more statistic's It's time to get more realistic for the young the black and the gifted And uh Until my people get uplifted There's no popping sh**, just popping clips instead of marching we gon' rip sh** [Hook]-2pac X4 [Unkown Rapper please figure out RG]verse 3 Yo whoever shot 2Pac amaru shakur Will forever be a dead man laying on the floor Revolutionary thug sh** dieing for every young poor black mother in the middle of the ghetto We never had a chance to appreciate life The government got a plan to eliminate the life Of every black soul on the slavery land And oppositions we abolishing a slavery plan, pay attention every serious political band Got a division full of k**ers imperial scams They wanna k** us all off and incarcerate the family of anyone opposing the war They want us all to appreciate d**h and believe up in the white god praying to the heavens above Ima never let a devil come separate the adamic covenant, The potter's field criminals coming for the government