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