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• Artiste: Amuru Shakur
• Titre: Everything They Owe
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<script type="text/javascript"> $(document).ready(function(e) { $(".protected").disableSelection(); }); </script>Imagine if we could go back Actually talk to the motherf***ers that persevered (hehehe) I mean the first motherf***ers that came in the slave ships (Hey, excuse me, excuse me) you know? (Look) 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 disregarding what you thinking but you must of been the ship 'Cause once I rip your whole s*** is sinking Supreme ideology, you claim to hold Claiming 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, quoting the reverend 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] I'm coming collecting the s*** that belong to me Motherf***ers are running and ducking I'm a crazy n**** on a mission wit a bad mentality Armed with missiles guns grenades Pull out the pin, free I'm coming Not guilty on the grounds of insanity it was them or me Busting at my innocent family, say they looking for ki's I was home alone, blind to the prelude Bust in, talking bout, "Where is the Quaalude?" What you say fool? Where in the hell is the search warrant? No feedback is what he uttered, before he screamed "N**** motherf***er" Dropped me to my knees I proceed to bleed Suffering a rain of blows to my hands and knees Will I survive, is God watching? I grab his gat and bust in self-defense, my only option, God damn Now they got me going 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, repossessed my Benz Told the judge it was self-defense, he won't listen So I'm bumping this in federal prison, giving everything I owe [Chorus: x2]<br/>---<br/>"Everything They Owe" as written by Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur<br/>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group<br/>Lyrics powerd by <a href="http://www.lyricfind.com/" target="_NEW" style="text-decoration: none;">LyricFind</a><br/>