Guess who's back?
    [2Pac]
  Drop the drums, here it comes, only got
  two minutes to bounce, and every second counts
  Better press, wreck on your tech, here we go, set pass the Moet
  My trickery's more slippery when wet
  Wicked as I flip, don't trip, get a grip
  It'll kick, if the bass line's thick, it's a hit
  Everybody's got a mic now, its like a hobby
  But more like a job, cause bootleggers tryin to rob me
  And little man wants to be a rap, star
  Make papes, hit skins, drive a fat car
  It ain't easy, sleazy even
  Deceivin those we, believe in
  No benefits, just tricks and chicks
  Knock a pig to pick, so here's a stick to lick
  I shoot a gift, til there ain't none left
  And if I find that the track sound def
  I catch wreck till I lose my breath
  That's 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 say, "Hi," and try to stay high
  Life's a mess don't stress, test.. of givin
  but be thankful that you're livin.. blessed
  Guess who's back, comin back with the track supplied
  by Special Ed and Ak, comin right and exact
  I'm fightin it back, now snap, where they at?
  When it's time to go to combat, guess who's back
    [Chorus: repeat 4X]
    "Yes I'm back" - [Special Ed]
  "Tupac is" .. back!!
    [2Pac]
  Drop the drums, here it comes, only got
  one minute to bounce, and every second counts
  I went from hustlin dicks, to makin hits, bustin flicks
  Now I'm sure to be rich for ninety-six
  I pull my 'capes on tapes, and make, papes
  Trace the bass, to the tape with the baddest bass to date
  I try to shake it but the pace is hard to break
  Good thoughts I wait, cause they hate my black take
  Yeah, it's on, and it's packed in the rap race
  But if ya got a black face, its a rat race
  I struggle to be rugged and raw, Dukes
  Tryin to survive in the trials and lawsuits
  Everybody wants to test me, WHY ME?
  No lie, nuckas cried when they try me
  Givin up the roughness, justice
  I'ma bust as I'm rippin up 'nuff hits
  And guess who's back? No longer trapped
  Cause I snapped on the ones that held me back, feel the contact
  Ride the track, get I grip as I flip
  Ghetto wickedness I kick, guess who's back?
    [Chorus 1.5X]
    "Yes I'm back, cause I never did front" - [cut 'n' scratched]