[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