文本歌词

Soon As I Get Home (DJ Skandalous Remix) - 2Pac
Inside this max pentryna pay my debt for all my
Sinssee these penitentiary times 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 baili 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 intoxicatedbusters are Shady so I'm
Dumping on cowards
Crazy when ever faded I know I said it all before
But now I mean itvisions of me and you ballin'
So crystal clear I seen iteven 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 goodme and you against the
Whole hood soon as I get home
Hook 2pac grab my straps locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back
Soon as I get home
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I come home
2pac sittin' here looking 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 your eyes peeled
And my advice is keep it real or you can
Die squeelin' plus I never had to worry 'bout a
Visit
'Cause you're there daily
Guards tryna get your number you don't dare tell me
Tongue kissing steady humpin' tryna touch up Somethin'
Before the c o 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 and then let they
Heads ringi started a war but now I'm gone
Release me to the streets in the morning
It's on soon as I get home
Hook 2pac grab my gats locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowing I'm coming back
Let's get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I get home
Yaki khadafi since you've been gone
My whole life's been like a game of cee low
Thinking big like the kid from casinofulfillin' my Dreams like
Nino
Brown the whole town be shook upand me and mama
Surviving
Depends on how many rocks a ni**a cook up
Narcotics got traffic seen those niggas you blasted
Wanting me in a casket on a ground kind of
Plasticyeah ni**a I heard lil' mu gave the word
You get paroled on the third it's all love
We out here frontin' still here but all about Nothin'
But double o's is what I'm wantin'and I'm tryna see
Somethin' that we ain't never had
Luxury life results living badtricks of the trade Sh*t that
Should've been taught by dadbut learned through the Crew
Lessons between me and you
And once we lock this sh*t down it ain't a
Thing they can do
Meanwhile I stay waiting by the phone
Hoping I'll get a call telling a ni**a that you
Home
Hook 2pac repeats until end grab the 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 the streets into a war zone
Soon as I get home