25 To Life lyrics

Xzibit, Juvenile, Nature, Ja Rule, and Reptile---To Life

Yo`, to my people doin` time
Xzibit, Juvenile, y`all need to
Wake up everybody
Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile
Come on, bring the heat

Look, I made you mein
Livin` in this house of pain
Stuck with a thousand street hustlers down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the def I was sellin`
And for the past three months, yo` I could still hear
my victims yellin`
But I can`t listen to my conscience, it`s nonsense
If I didn`t shoot, I`d be the Indian in the suit
In the box under the ground, fox-chased by the hound
Like vermin and frown, Xzibit get down

By liftin` iron by the pound for the tough individual
Wanna run his mouth, throw some hands with the General
Walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
Def disease, keep your luxuries to a minimal
I`m not talkin` bout weed, jewels, and Bentleys
I`m talkin` about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentine
See what I mean, livin` with the scum of the earth
Hit with plenty of time towards just of life from the
inside

For every rhyme I write be ta life

You got me thug innocent, look I ain`t do this s@#$
You don`t wanna hear my side, but you believe in that
b@#$%
You`re makin` my nerves bad, I need to smoke me a Joe
Cause I know y`all ain`t even thinkin` about lettin`
me go
Where my lawyer, in contempt, Juvenile ain`t nothin`
for ya
Yo`, go tell it to my mother and my father
But they gon` cuss you out, so don`t you even bother
You know that b@#$% ain`t right
That b@#$% didn`t see nuttin` cause it was dark at
night
But I guess us niggas look the same to y`all
Passin` ??? like the game of ball
This is my third felony, plus my third strike
Man, I ain`t goin` home, I go5 ta life

For every rhyme I write be ta life

Q.U., New York
You try to criticize me, I criticize you
Been the same motherf@#$er since high school
And he be that s@#$ light tool with crazy wattage
Blankin` out, bought my first 8 ball for $Learned who not to trust, grew up obnoxious
Some niggas start to hate me, same time the boys in
blue watch us
Circlin` but they don`t slow down
Take you to court, think you seein` Judge Joe Brown
They just actin`, and he`s throwin` Tyson back in
Another year, f@#$in` with a nigga`s career
I cock back at you, bust in the air, give me space
Beats with plenty bass, drink my Hennessy straight
Till I earl out, Third World clout
I`ll take niggas hearts and turn killers into girl scouts
Work of arts, Picasso`s from the hydro roller/hustler
CEO/retired soul

For every rhyme I write be ta life

Kill or be killed, behind the wall, days short
Still the thought of murderer true to this sport
I bang with the best ??? real criminals
Now I`m in with these youngins lookin` to feel me out
Hollarin` bout how they gon` hit on me now
And this is real wild, bangin` before child
New case, new trial, I don`t give a f@#$
I`m playin` the yard, I stick to my n@#s
Ready to self-destruct, Lord, I don`t wanna die
Move about with your honor to hit me with
I know the real recognize every hustle
And die with niggas in the struggle, you feel me

Oh, God, shells loaded
In the summer I auto quoted a known cat, never voted
Picture me on the scene huntin` for green
Is like Mike Meyers trick-or-treatin` on Halloween
Mash down in fatigues, servin` the fiends
Kill or be killed, metal pipes under the sleeves
In the city slicker, bust Tex, a buff says roughneck
Love liquor and act figures
Blood sport on the streets, no gloves
Pullin` knives out the fridge, handin` out cold cuts, uh
Street`s real, thug, so recognize, thug
Close your eyes, thug, you bout to die, thug
Call up the President, I`m blowin` up your residence
Spills acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin`, `Freak out, he ??? up
out it`
SWAT teams is ready with the shotty

For every rhyme I write be ta life
Y`all need to
Wake up everybody
For every rhyme I write be ta life
Y`all need to
Wake up everybody

For all my people doin` time
Keep your head up
Wyclef, Jerry Wonder
New millenium, new millenium, come on