Soundtrack Artists - 25 To Life Lyrics
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 25 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@#$% Didn`t See Nuttin` `cause It Was Dark At
night
but I Guess Us Niggas Look The Same To Y`all
passin` ?? Like The Game Of Ball
this Is My Third Felony, Plus My Third Strike
man, I Ain`t Goin` Home, I Got 25 Ta Life
for Every Rhyme I Write Be 25 Ta Life
q.u., New York
you Try To Criticize Me, I Criticize You
been The Same Motherf@#$er Since High School
and He Be That S@#$ Light Tool With Crazy Wattage
blankin` Out, Bought My First 8 Ball For $80
learned Who Not To Trust, Grew Up Obnoxious
some Niggas Start To Hate Me, Same Time The Boys In
blue Watch Us
circlin` But They Don`t Slow Down
take You To Court, Think You Seein` Judge Joe Brown
they Just Actin`, And He`s Throwin` Tyson Back In
another Year, F@#$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 25 Ta Life
kill Or Be Killed, Behind The Wall, 40 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 25
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 25 Ta Life
y`all Need To
wake Up Everybody
for Every Rhyme I Write Be 25 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
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