[Verse One (Tupac):] Dear baby it's me again Stuck inside this Max' Pen' Trying to pay my debt for all my sins See These penitentiary time's be so heavy on my mind At times it's like I'm living just to die I'm living in hell Stuck in my jail cell Stranded in the county jail Waiting for my chance to post bail I wanna be paid in large stacks And mash in fast Jag's I blast and wonder how long will I last My memories fade when I'm intoxicated Busters be shady So I'm dumping on cowards crazy whenever faded I know I said it all before but now I mean it Visions of you and me balling so crystal clear I seen it Even though you mad at me you'll be glad to see the strategy Of making these chips come 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 (Tupac):] Grab my strap Locate my comrades Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back (As soon as I get home) Go get the money out the safe It's time to turn the streets to a war zone Soon as I get home
[Verse Two (Tupac):] Sitting here looking at pictures of me and you living But now you out in the world While I'm twisted in prison Love letters come daily, words of affection You send me money and news clips, begging for some sex Stay wide open keep yours eyes peeled And my advice is keep it real or you can die squealing Plus I never have to worry about a visit cause your there daily Guards trying to get your number you don't dare tell me Tongue kissing steady humping Trying to touch or something Before the co. in the corner jump in Frontin' Late night reminiscing Everybody's quiet, I think something's in the air Prepare for the riot It's padlocks in my socks, steel from the bed springs I touch 'em with thug love, but then let they head's 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 (Tupac):] Grab my Gats Locate my comrades Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back (Soon as I get home) Let's get the money out the safe It's time to turn the streets to a war zone Soon as I get home
[Verse Three (Kadafi):] Since you've been gone my whole life's been like a game of Cee-Lo Thinking big like that kid Casino fulfilling my dreams like Nino Brown, the whole town be shook up And me and momma surviving depends on how many rocks a young nigga cooked up Narcotics got drastic, seen them niggas you blasted Wanting me in a casket, on the grind coping plastic's Yea nigga I heard, Lil Moo gave the word You get paroled on the third, it's all love Still these herb's, be out here fronting Still here but all about nothing My double's o's what I'm wanting and I'm trying to see something we ain't never had Luxury life's results living bad tricks of the trade shit that should of been taught by dad But learnt through the crew, lesson's between me and you And once we lock this shit down, there ain't a thing they can do Meanwhile I'll stay waiting by the phone Hoping I'll get the call telling a nigga that you home
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Grab the Gats Locate my comrades Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back Go get the money out the safe It's time to turn the streets to a war zone Soon as I get home
Grab my Gats Locate my comrades Go get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back Go get my money out the safe It's time to turn the streets to a war zone Soon as I get home
Grab my Gats Locate my comrades Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back Go get my money out the safe It's time to turn t