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2pac
16 On Death Row
Against All Odds
All About U
Ambitionz Az A Ridah
Ballad Of A Dead Soulja
Better Dayz
Black Starry Night (Interlude)
Brenda\'s Got A Baby
Bury Me A G
California Love (Feat. Dr. Dre)
Can U Get Away
Can\'t C Me
Catching Feelins
Changes
Cradle To The Grave
Dear Mama
Death Around The Corner
Definition Of A Thug Nigga
Don\'t Get It Twisted
Everything They Owe
Fake Ass Bitches
Fame
Fuck All Y\'all
Fuck Em All
Fuck Friendz
Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga
Ghetto Star
Guess Who\'s Back
Happy Home
Heartz Of Men
Heaven Ain\'t Hard 2 Find
Hit Em Up
Hit \'Em Up
Hold On Be Strong
Hold Ya Head
Holla At Me
Holla If Ya Hear Me
How Long Will They Mourn Me?
I Ain\'t Mad at Cha
I Don\'t Give A Fuck
I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto (Original and Hip-Hop Version)
If I Die 2Nite
If My Homie Calls
Intro
Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)
It Ain\'t Easy
I\'m Gettin Money
Just Like Daddy
Keep Ya Head Up
Let Them Thangs Go
Letter 2 My Unborn
Life Goes On
Life Of An Outlaw
Lil\' Homies
Lord Knows
Mama\'s Just A Little Girl
Me And My Girlfriend
Military Minds
My Block (Remix)
My Closest Roaddogz
Never B Peace
No More Pain
Nothin But Love
Nothing To Lose
Old School
Only Fear Of Death
Open Fire
Outro
Pac\'s Theme (Interlude)
Part Time Mutha
Point The Finga
Pour Out A Little Liquor
R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Rebel Of The Underground
Redemption
Representin \'93
Shit Don\'t Stop
Shorty Wanna Be A Thug
So Many Tears
Something 2 Die 4 (Interlude)
Something Wicked
Souljah\'s Revenge
Soulja\'s Story
Stay True
Str8 Ballin
Street Fame
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Temptations
Tha Lunatic
The Streetz R Deathrow
This Ain\'t Livin
This Life I Lead
Thug Style
Toss It Up
Trapped
Troublesome \'96
U Don\'t Have 2 Worry
Unconditional Love
Under Pressure
Until the End Of Time RP Remix
Violent
Whatcha Gonna Do?
What\'z Ya # Number
When I Get Free II
When Thugz Cry
When We Ride On Our Enemies
Where Do We Go From Here (interlude)
White Man\'s World
Why U Turn On Me
Wonder Why They Call U
Words Of Wisdom
Young Black Male
Young Niggaz

Everything They Owe lyrics mp3 by 2pac


Imagine if we could go back
Actually talk to the motherfuckers that persevered (hehehe)
I mean the first motherfuckers that came in the slave ships
(Hey, excuse me, excuse me) Y\'know? (Look)

[2Pac]
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 disregardin what you thinkin but you musta been the ship
cause once I rip your whole shit is sinkin
Supreme ideology, you claim to hold
Claimin 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, quotin the reverand 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: sung]
I\'m comin collectin the shit that belong to me
Motherfuckers are runnin and duckin
I\'m a crazy nigga on a mission wit a bad mentality
Armed with missiles guns grenades
Pull out the pin, free I\'m comin

[2Pac over Chorus]
How do you plead Mr. Shakur, how do you plead?
How do I plead?
Yes sir, how do you plead?
Shit, you know how I plead
C\'mon!!
Psssh

[2Pac]
Not guilty on the grounds of insanity it was them or me
Bustin at my innocent family, say they lookin for ki\'s
I was home alone, blind to the prelude
Bust in, talkin bout, "Where is the quaaludes?" What you say fool?
Where in the hell is the search warrant?
No feedback is what he uttered, before he screamed "Nigga motherfucker"
Dropped me to my knees I proceed to bleed
Sufferin a rain of blows to my hands and knees
Will I survive, is God watchin?
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, reposessed my Benz
Told the judge it was self-defense, he won\'t listen
So I\'m bumpin this in federal prison, givin everything I owe

[Chorus - 2X]

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