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2PAC lyrics : "Soon As I Get Home"

(feat. Yaki Kadafi)

[Intro: 2Pac]

Soon As I Get Home, Soon As I Get Home

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

Dear baby its me again, stuck inside this packed pen
trying to pay my debt for all my sins
See this penitentiary time be so heavy on my mind

at times its 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, I mash so fast
I blast
wondering how long will I last

My memories fade when I'm intoxicated
busters be shady
so I'm dumping on cowards daily

we never faded
I know I said it all before but now I mean it
visions of you and me ballin, 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 world
Soon as I get home


[Chorus: 2Pac]
Grab my gat, locate my comrads
Lets 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


[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Sittin here looking at pictures of you and me living

but now your out in the world, while I'm twisted in prison
Love letters come daily
words of perfection

you send me money and news clips, beggin for sex and..
Stay wide open, keep yours eyes peeled
in my advice you keep it real and they 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 humpin, trying to accomplish something

before the co. and the warden jump in, frontin
Late night reminiscing, everybody's quiet
I think something in the air, prepare for the riot

In padlocks and my socks, tied to the bed frame
I touch her thug love, but they got my head in pain
Started a war but now I'm gone

release me to the streets in the morning its on
Soon as I get home


[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Yaki Kadafi]

See you been gone my whole life, like a game a cee-lo
fulfilling your dreams on the streets like nino
Brown, the whole town be shook up

and me and momma surviving depends on how many rocks a ^!$$% cook up
Narcotics is mastered, seen them ^!$$%s you blasted
wanting me in a casket, on the grind I'm faster

Yea ^!$$% I heard, lil' moo gave me word
you get paroled on the 3rd,ill roll up we get served
We out here frontin, still don't care about nothin

rollin in my double r and Im trying to see somethin' we ain't never had
came from a life of living, learn the tricks of the trade
%#@! shoulda been taught by dad

But learned through the crew, that's just between me and you
and once we lock this %#@! down, ain't a thing they can do
Meanwhile I'll stay waiting by the phone

hoping I'll get the call, telling a ^!$$% that you home.

[chorus x8]


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