(If 2pac had a set of balls...
this is what he'd say)
I'm the real pac,

I'll blow up your spot,
and jot,
a few lyrics,

now hear this,
I'm 2pac!
I'm 2pac!

everybody's running around like
?yo 2 dudes got shot?
I faked my death,

I was equipped with a bullet proof vest,
I was riding in that whip with Suge
it was a benz black.

and it was blessed,
I left the las vegas cops to clean up my mess,
las vegas is crooked as $#&@

on the take and
holy %#@! I just faked my death!,
how this all worked out?

I never had a plan
%#@!.
I just guessed,

I bought out all of the media outlets
and gave them a story about my death
see!

there I just confessed!,
I got away with it too
because I've got a whole bunch of dirt on the u.s. government

involving weed.cocaine.!@(%.and meth,
I'm hiding out in brockton mass
and aaron is my $#&@ing alias,

this is as close to coming back as I can get
I'm sorry
but any thing more will have me under arrest,

as far as this conspiracy theory goes
what a $#&@ing mess!,
I packed a 9 last year

in 99 I'm packing 2 now,
I'm back
I left a clue here and there

but only a few were like
?ew wow!'