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Guess who’s back? [2Pac]Drop the drums, here it comes, only gottwo minutes to bounce, and every second countsBetter press, wreck on your tech, here we go, set pass the MoetMy trickery’s more slippery when wetWicked as I flip, don’t trip, get a gripIt’ll kick, if the bass line’s thick, it’s a hitEverybody’s got a mic

REPRESENTIN’ 93 I got a head, but ain’t no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up.Hold up.How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut?I ain’t came a long way to get checkedSo give me respect when I get wreck or get your motha fuckin chimpcheck.Once again, it’s your friend outta Oakland.Hoping

Daddy’s home… [2Pac]Heh, so??You say that like that means somethin to meYou’ve been gone a mighty long motherfuckin timefor you to be comin home talkin that "daddy’s home" shit (nigga)We been gettin along fine just without youMe, my brother, and my motherSo if you don’t mind, you can step the FUCK off, POPS.. fuck you!

PAC’S THEME~Statements variously said throughout song.~ I was raised in this society so there’s no wayyou can expect me to be a perfect person cuz I’m a do what I’m a do.(I am still thirsty) – Arrested Development(There is absolutly no reason for a record like this to be published.It has no place in our

Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ housethe nigga you love to hateIce cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ housethe nigga you love to hateIce cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ housethe nigga you love to hateIce cube’s in the mutha-fuckin’ housethe nigga you love to hate [ICE CUBE]Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terrorthe paranoid, gots to get