[pac] damn.. what i'ma do now? when i get free.. oh sh**!
[jay] get free.. yeah yeah
[chorus: repeat 2x]
When i get free, motherf**ers 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**hes is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a n***a gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherf**ers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them
f** friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in
f** '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***az tryin to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me b**h
Main thang was to make a n***a meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the n***a will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail
Rule one: f** 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***a 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**er 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***az 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***a 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***a disrespect me first n***a 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***az like b**hes when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the n***a barely breathin
As for that bullsh** punk, n***a 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***az screamin, as if they bleed in agony
As soon as they popped my gate
I knew these motherf**ers made a mistake
[chorus] + j. valentine's harmonizing
[chorus] - 1/2
[2pac]
When i get free
Hahaha.. yeah n***a, when i get motherf**in free
Pop the gate, i'm back baby!
When i get free.. we up out this b**h