[Pac] Damn.. what I'ma do now? When I get free.. oh s**t!
[Jay] Get free.. yeah yeah
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
When I get free, motherf**kers better watch they a**
Soon as I get released, I'ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down, but I'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me
[2Pac]
Them b****es is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a n**** gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherf**kers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them
F**k friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in
F**k 'em I'm bout to get out, they all soft
I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off
Why are you n****z tryin to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me b****
Main thang was to make a n**** meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the n**** will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one: f**k a busta he can burn in Hell
Network with connects that I got in the pen
In no time I'll be clockin again
[Chorus + J. Valentine's harmonizing]
[2Pac]
Still sittin in my cell as I dwell on my past
Tryin to figure how a n**** turned dreams into cash
Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
My cellmate's suicidal cause his mother died
And my C.O. is a lady, and I'm thinkin maybe
me and her can hook up a scheme, to be Swayze
Cause she keep on callin me baby
To a young motherf**ker facin eighty that's enough to make you crazy
Now how long will it take, to get her hooked
Got her watchin me liftin weights, sneakin looks
I devised a plan, I'm in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain't no disguise I'ma die as a man
If we make it then I'm takin it to Hell
All them n****z that was frontin while I sat up in the cell
Locked in jail, I couldn't touch her so I planned your misery
The n**** you don't wanna see
[Chorus + J. Valentine's harmonizing]
[2Pac]
Stuck in my cell
The pen ain't nuttin like the county jail
When will they let me bail?
Walkin through the yard, I play the God
First n**** disrespect me first n**** gettin scarred
I'm, back on the scene
I'm hittin knees in the back of a limousine, puffin on weed
as we game on the drunk hoes
Hit the skunk I reminisce just on the way
we used to play, you punk hoes
What I posess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid n****z like b****es when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the n**** barely breathin
As for that bulls**t punk, n**** n-now we even
But I wait, until it's time
and try to find a crooked way to profit off this crime
This life of mine.. until I get free
My prophecy is n****z screamin, as if they bleed in agony
As soon as they popped my gate
I knew these motherf**kers made a mistake
[Chorus + J. Valentine's harmonizing]
[Chorus - 1/2]
[2Pac]
When I get free
Hahaha.. yeah n****, when I get motherf**kin free
Pop the gate, I'm back baby!
When I get free.. we up out this b****
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