2PAC

Miscellaneous

When I Get Freefeat J Valentine

Pac Damn what I'ma do now When I get free oh sh*t

Jay Get free yeah yeah

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

Them b**ches is foul take a look at the evening news

You'll see a ni**a 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 niggaz tryin to test me trick

And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me b**ch

Main thang was to make a ni**a meal ticket

Only if you with the real the ni**a 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 ni**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**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 niggaz that was frontin while I sat up in the cell

Locked in jail I couldn't touch her so I planned your misery

The ni**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 ni**a disrespect me first ni**a gettin scarred

I'm back on the scene

I'm hittin knees in the back of a limousine puffin on w**d

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 niggaz like b**ches when they come and see me

Laid out played out the ni**a barely breathin

As for that b******t punk ni**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 niggaz 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

2Pac

When I get free

Hahaha yeah ni**a when I get motherf**kin free

Pop the gate I'm back baby

When I get free we up out this b**ch