When I get free

[Pac] [bad word] . what I'ma do now? When I get free.. oh [bad word] 
[Jay] Get free.. yeah yeah

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
When I get free, [bad word] better watch they [bad word] 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 [bad word] is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a [bad word] gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These [bad word] tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them [bad word] friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in [bad word] '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 [bad word] Main thang was to make a [bad word] meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the [bad word] will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one: [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] disrespect me first [bad word] 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 niggaz like [bad word] when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the [bad word] barely breathin
As for that [bad word] punk, [bad word] 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 [bad word] made a mistake

[2Pac]
When I get free
Hahaha.. yeah [bad word]  when I get mothe