When I Get Free II

"Hey trustee, trustee. . ."
"What you want, man?"
"Let me get one of them cigarettes. Let me get a cigarette.
Ahh nigger, let me get one of them cigarettes!!!"
"Here! Shit, poor bastard!"
"Use the phone for a nigger! Use the phone."
"Ahhh, nigger. . ."
"Use the phone for me, man."
"What's the number?"
"323-6545. Tell her it's Pac."

When I get free mother fuckers better watch they ass!
Soon as I get released I'ma clock some cash.
Did some time locked down but I'm back on the streets,
there'll be trouble when they see me.
(Repeat)

I heard a snicker, a laugh as I take a look at the evening news.
I see a nigger gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue.
Is it a frame up, trying to keep me out the game, stuck.
These mother fuckers try to dirty up my name, but
I'm slick and quick as the wind, it's me or them.
Fuck friends, my foes be on be on a mission trying to do me in.
Fuck 'em, I'm 'bout to get out they all thought
I'll blow up like a guage, and in a rage, blow they balls off. 
Why you niggers try to test me, trick?
and be the first one to snitch to arrest me, bitch.
My main thing was to make a meal ticket.
Only hit you with the real. The nigger will kick it.
I'll enforce it with the steel.
Using lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one fuck a buster, he can burn in hell!
Now I'm working with connects that I got in the pen.
In no time I'll be clockin' again.

When I get free mother fuckers better watch they ass!
Soon as I get released I'ma clock some cash.
Did some time locked down but I'm back on the streets,
there'll be trouble when they see me.
(Repeat)


Still sittin' in my cell as I dwell on my past.
Tryin' to figure how a nigger turn dreams into cash.
Quit calling collect, ain't no respect on the other side. 
My cell-mate suicidal 'cause his mother died.
Now my C.O. is a lady and I'm thinkin' maybe
me and her could hook up a scheme to be Swayze
'Cause she keep on calling me baby,
to a young mother fucker facing 80,
that's enough to make him crazy.
Now how long will it take to get her hooked? 
Caught her watchin me liftin' weights,
and sneakin' looks. I devised as 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 niggers that was frontin'
while I sat up in the cell. Locked in jail,
I couldn't touch you so I plan the misery.
The nigger you don't want to see.


When I get free mother fuckers better watch they ass!
Soon as I get released I'ma clock some cash.
Did some time locked down but I'm back on the streets,
there'll be trouble when they see me.
(Repeat 4 times...)


"Believe that shit. Yeah nigger, fuck your cigarette, fuck
that phone call, mother fucker. I'll be out of this mother
fucker in a few days. I'll pay a few bitches back in spades.
Punk ass bastards. Long as my AK says we gonna play these
bitches. That's how we do this shit. Fuck that I'm out.
C.O. turn the fuckin' lights out!"




Transcription 1997 by Jim Moore for Relativity Labs.
Written by T. Shakur, C. Rosser, C. Rosser, S. Clarke.
1997 Interscope Records. All Rights Reserved.
Used without permisson.