Drop the drums here it comes   Only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts   Better press, wreck on your tek, here we go, set passed on Moet   My trickery more slippery when wet      Wicked as I flip, don't trip, get a grip   It'll kick, if the bass lines thick, it's a hit   Everybody's got a mic now, it's like a hobby   But more like a job, 'cause bootleggers trying to rob me      And little man wants to be a rap star   Make papes, hit skins, and drive a phat car   It ain't easy, sleazy, even deceiving   No scheme believing      No bitter [Incomprehensible] knock a pig to pick   So here's a stick to lick   I shoot to give till there ain't nothing left   And if I find that the tracks sound def   I catch wreck till I lose my breath      Thats how it goes in the land of broke   I dispose of those, rock shows, and collect my dough   Now I suppose I'm the bad guy, why?   I stay high and try to stay high life's a mess don't stress test      I'm giving, won't think without 'cha living bless   Guess who's back   Coming back with the track supply   With special Ed and Ak, coming right and attack      I'm fighting back, now snap, where they at   When its time to go to combat   Guess who's back   Yes, I'm back      Tupac is back   Tupac is back   Tupac is back   Tupac is back      Drop the drums here it comes   Only got one minute to bounce, and every second counts   I went from hustlin' big, to makin' hits   While some tricks I'm sure to be rich for ninety-six      I pull my 'capes, on tapes to make   Lets trace the base, to the tape with the badest bass to date   I try to shake it, but the pace is hard to break   Thoughts I wait, cause they hate my black take      Yeah, its on, it's back in the rap race   But if ya got a black face, it's a rat race   I struggle to be rugged and raw dude   Trying to survive in the trials and lawsuits      Everybody wants to test me, why me?   No lie, nothing tried when they try me   Giving up the roughness, justice   I'm a bust as I ripping up enough hits      And guess who's back, no longer trapped   'Cuz, I snapped on the ones that held me back feeling contact   Ride the track get I grip as I flip get a licking as I kick   Guess who's back, yes I'm back      Tupac is back   Tupac is back   Tupac is back   Tupac is back      Tupac is back   Tupac is back   Tupac is back