Lyrical Breakdown of 2Pac - When I Get Free - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "2Pac - When I Get Free" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 2Pac employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Damn, what I'm a do now?
When I get free, oh shit
Get free, yeah, yeah
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
Them bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a nigga gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a frame up, tryin' to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherfuckers tryin' to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin' quick as the wind, it's me or them
Fuck friends my foes be on a mission tryin' to do me in
Fuck '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 bitch
Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one, fuck a busta he can burn in Hell
Network with connects that I got in the pen
In no time I'll be clockin' again
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
Still sittin' in my cell as I dwell on my past
Tryin' to figure how a nigga 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 motherfucker
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 nigga you don't wanna see
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
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 nigga disrespect me, first nigga 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
On the way we used to play, you punk hoes
What I posess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid niggaz like bitches when they come to see me
Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin'
As for that bullshit punk, nigga and 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 motherfuckers made a mistake
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, motherfuckers 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 street
There'll be trouble when they see me
When I get free, ha ha ha, yeah nigga
When I get motherfuckin' free
Pop the gate, I'm back baby
When I get free