Xzibit - Handle Your Time Lyrics
[convict 2/sadat x]Oh my goodness! look what they sendin through nowadaysAh, its a light-weightAnd he got a smirk on his face like its all of thatYeah, well we gone see what it is[convict 1/xzibit]What you in for, everything under the sunRecently, got me first degree wit a hot gunThats my third strike, so xzibit cant go homeFight to see daylight like sylvester stalloneDont ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-lowMy family might mistake you for an undercover c-oLast one that tried didnt make it past bookinFive times in the neck when everybody was lookin[convict 2/sadat x]You see the judge, but he dont budgeThats youre third felony, I believe strike threeRemanded and stranded, to the cold steel graniteLost to the world, your moms and your girlKeep your weight up, or your ass get ate upCats is stickin, straight upWit the shank, get more time in the tankAsk hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rankThey gave him life and now another cat is *****in his wife[convict 1/xzibit]Just because Im locked down dont mean the hustlin stopHer-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a popYou a new recruit, so today Im lettin you slideBut tomorrow youll be confronted wit the twos in the sideIf you a smart motha*****er, youll be fallin wit mineBehind bars, no *****es and cars, we only got timeWere Im from, time is money and got neither to wasteOnce in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong placeBeat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his faceStrike fear, play the rear, fore he catchin a caseLow-class, got a dozen free visitors passPlus the female c-order wanna give me some assChorus [sadat x] 2xThis is your new home boss, where you survive at all costsAnd if you dont, well its only your lossYoure only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, haHandle your time like a man yo[convict 1/xzibit]So its my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-noYou know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate***** stayin straight, hair braided by this muslim catRegulate the whole yard, now we got the strapsNiggas say who the ***** is that?The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the countyCorrectional facilities, basically you dont wanna ***** wit theseMurders and felonies keep you company (yeah!)[convict 3/kid creole]And yes yall, come on in (yeah)All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook niggas (yeah)Yeah *****, welcom to central booking (yeah)A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers (yeah), drug slingers, and gunClappersEven *****-ass, shook-ass niggas (yeah) like yallGet on your ? (yeah), get out the blood on your ? married character?Kitten-ass faces (yeah), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop*echoes*[convict 2/sadat x]Im all good, as I telephone my hoodAt first I was shook, tried to play by the bookBut you cant bid your time by stayin in the cellIm gettin high everyday like I was still on the cornerWhere Im in fat pink caps, new york to californiaMakin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottosGivin cats pills, and tell em yo try those!Niggas try to scheme but my team is tightWe as shady as the night and bring fright to sightHey you be aight, but dont act like a suckaAint you aint got to be the wildest motha*****erUse control, put a cat in whole if hes brokeAnd let em know, I just wanna serve my time and goAnd flow, lay low, try to grab some doughAiyyo I aint tryin to jail, somebody post my bailChorus[convict 2/sadat x] (convict 3/kid creole)Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man(oh what? oh shut the ***** up!)Somebody got some at least some money man (nigga what!)Or something man, I aint get no letters man(you gone be my ***** tonight, what)Niggas forgettin about me man(Ill poke yall, dont come on the island)Namsayin, supposed to be my crew(dont be on the island when I get there)Cant even make collect phone calls(motha*****er, what ah um!)Tryin to jam my collect calls now(you will be mines tonight motha*****er!)Nobody aint home, nobody wanna write me (mine you hear me!)I aint got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin(youll be mine tonight motha*****er!)Aint nobody put no money on my book(dont fall asleep tonight *****!)Its like Im starvin in hereThis aint no fun
