Angel Monroe, 2Pac - OUT ON BAIL lyrics

Got out last night
Feels like the devil wanna fight
This what we call real life?
Where's the American dream thing
Must be a real g thing
Haters running from me but they
Try to ruin everything
I'm sitting back like "damn"
Getting ah head like I'm the man
Judge trying to ruin my plans
Laughing like you'd know Id go HAM
I mean Even the po be asking me things where
They seen my face on they tv screen
Do You act, do u sing, which magazine?
I told em' rapping, expressing music
Its destined all these sentences and lessons
Have got me stressing
Just need a pen and paper
To release this aggression
Unleash me from detention
Before I murder em' wit vengeance
I'm Making Hit's on notes like 24 7
Undoubtedly no question I keep em' guessing
About my clever confessions
Like my past transgressions
And theres a few things
I probably shouldn't mention
The Public defender More like the public
Pretender Just Trying to befriend ya
Out on bail so how do I get ta Court
If I can't even leave my house
Until I clear my warrants
It's Do I do or do I die
So do I do or do I die
I'm Stuck Fighting for my rights
But take a look up in eyes
Will it be this penitentiary for
The rest of my life? They're waiting
"Hey, how's ya album sale pshh
Doubt u even know my bail
Peep my story while we sit in
This cell, ah, never mind
Bitch I just made BAIL i'm out on bail!
Dear lord don't take me back to jail
I’m Out on bail
Rather be in heaven then in this hell
Im out on bail
Please judge don't send me back to jail
Out on bail
Rather be in heaven then in this hell
Out on bail i’m on the inside you're on
The outside doing me
Dirty, Hearing you been doing
Me dirty creeping, cheating, doing me dirty
I mean isn't funny how u can trust some
Dummy believe all they lies they fantasies
They promises of sweet ecstasy
The second shit hit's the fan you
Find out whose ya fam
Should be posting my bail I been waiting
Soon as the cops come take me away
You do me shady no one
To trust now In here sufferin' No
Man can lock me down
Just wait till I'm out And it's
Way too loud, They're yelling things
And I can't sleep, I'm in my
Cell counting sheep wake up
Bitches surrounding me
Ya know i'm so sexy, they tryna get at me
Feels like deja vu this Ain't nothing new
Questions and interviews like, "is it true
You pushed a cop then got your
Community labor written off? "
No, it was fem, FemineM
My alter ego she can be a little evil
She got me here this time
Even her RAP sheet rhymes "So this fine
What'd she do?"
Do you think you could sing us a song
Or two?" She wrote a bad check, a few
Now I owe about a thousand to
Ralphs But watch me get out
Bout to call my bail bonds Men now
And write a check that’ll probably bounce
Poof I'm out Like Abracadabra
I’ll do what I have ta not to go back ta
A place where some bastard ya
Wanna put in a casket
Tells ya when ta eat, When ta sleep
When ta shower Off so clean it
Squeaked but the story leaked
Dated a lawyer
So he repped me free Even brought
Flowers and knew an attorney
That knew the judge
Figured I should give him a buzz
Hired and fired him the
Same day tried to give me
90 days in the state
No thanks, back to the PD
But it was too late
The deal was changed, now we must incarcerate
Less surety's paid so now I'm Back up in
This 6 by 8 "Oh but wait
Miss Monroe, behold the gate roll it up
Your bails been made"
Great WOW, I'm FREE NOW
No man can lock me down i'm out on bail