[2Pac]
As soon as I get home
Soon as as I get home
Dear baby, it`s me again
stuck inside this max pen
tryin` to pay me debt, for all my sins...
see, these penatentary times be so heavy on my mind,
at times it`s like I`m livin` just to die...
I`m livin` in hell, stuck in my jail cell,
stranded in the county jail,
waitin` for my chance to post bail...
I wanna be paid in large stacks,
and mash in FAST JAGS,
I blast and wonder how long will I last...
my memories fade when I`m intoxicated, busters are shady,
so I`m dumpin` on cowards crazy when ever faded...
I know I said it all before, but now I mean it,
visions of me and you ballin`, so crystal clear I seen it...
even tho` you mad at me,
you`ll be glad to see the strategy of makin` these chicks cum so easily...
I max out in the morning, baby life is good,
me and you against the whole hood...
soon as I come home...
[Chorus]
Grab my straps, locate my comrades,
lets get my enemies not knowin` i`m comin` back,
Go get the money out the safe,
it`s time to turn the streets into a war zone,
soon as I get home...
[2Pac]
Sittin` here lookin` at pictures of me and you livin`,
but now you out in the world, while I`m twistin in prison...
love letters come daily, words of affection, you send me money,
and nude pictures beggin` for some sexin...
stay wide open, keep yo eyes peeled,
and my advice is keep it real or you can die squelin`...
plus I never had to worry `bout a visit, cause your there daily,
guard tryin` to get ya number, you don`t dare tell me...
tongue kissin`, steady humpin`,
tryin to touch up something,
before the C-O in the corner jump in, frontin`...
late night reminiscencin` everybodys quiet,
I think somethings in the air, prepare for the riot...
It`s padlocks in my socks, steel from the bed springs, I touch `em with thug love,
and then let they heads ring, started a war, but now I`m gone,
release me to the streets in the morning, it`s on,
soon as I get home...
[Chorus]
Grab my gats, locate my comrades,
lets get my enemies not knowin` i`m comin` back,
lets get the money out the safe,
it`s time to turn the streets into a war zone,
soon as I get home...
[Khadafi]
So keep it goin`
My whole lifes been like a game of Cee-low,
thinkin` big like they keep to me no feelings, my dreams like Nino...
brown the whole town be shook up,
and me and momma survived the pick up,
how many rocks I made to cook up...
narcotics got traffic, seen those niggas you blasted,
wantin` me in a casket, on a ground, kind of plastic...
yeah nigga I heard you, Lil` Mo gave the word,
you get paroled on the 3rd, you sold love, we out here frontin`...
still here but all about nothing, but double o`s is
what I`m wantin`, and I`m tryin` to say something, that we ain`t never had...
luxuery life, results livin` bad, tricks of the trade,
shit that should`ve been taught by dad...
but learn, do the crew, lessons between me and you,
and once we lock this shit down it ain`t a thing they can do...
meanwhile I stay waitin` by the phone,
hopin` I`ll get a call tellin` a nigga that you home...
[Chorus]
Grab the gats, locate my comrades,
lets get my enemies not knowin` i`m comin` back,
lets get the money out the safe,
it`s time to turn the streets into a war zone,
soon as I get home...
Grab my gats, locate my comrades,
go get my enemies not knowin` i`m comin` back,
lets get my money out the safe,
it`s time to turn the streets into a war zone,
soon as I get home...
[Chorus] x4
Grab my gats, locate my comrades,
lets get my enemies not knowin` i`m comin` back,
go get my money out the safe,
it`s time to turn the streets into a war zone,
soon as I get home...
Register to update information, save favorites, post photos, news stories and comments. A LucyMe.com login allows you to edit our four websites.