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Ja Rule

Genres: Hip-Hop

25 To Life Lyrics - Ja Rule

[wyclef talking:] 

Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to 

Nature, ja rule, reptile come on 

Bring the heat. 

 

[xzibit] 

Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain 

Stuck with a thousand street hustlers 

Down on they luck 

Repeat felons caught up with the death I was sellin' 

And for the past three months yo I can 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 nigga in the suit in the box under the ground 

Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down 

By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual 

Runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the general 

Walk one day in the shoes of a criminal 

Death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal 

I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & bentleys 

I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and dentyne 

See what I mean livin' with the scum of the earth 

Hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside 

(wyclef) 

 

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[juvenile] 

You got me fucked up I'm innocent 

Look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side 

But you believin' that bitch 

You makin' my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo' 

'cause I know y'all ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go 

Where my lawyer, nigga told me juv' I can't do nothin' for ya 

Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father 

But they gon' cus y'all so don't you even bother 

You know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin' 

'cause it was dark at night but I guess us blacks 

Look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball 

This is my third felony plus my third strike 

Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to life. 

 

Photos 

 

Qu new york, you try to criticize me I criticize you 

Been the same muthafucka since in high school 

Any beat I shed light to with crazy wattage 

Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars 

Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious 

So 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' 

Indy's throwin' tyson back in another year 

Fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock back at bust in the air 

Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight 

'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts 

And turn killers into girl scouts works of art 

Picasso from the hydro roller-slash-hustler ceo-slash-retired soldier 

 

[ja rule] 

Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day short 

Still the thought of murderer true to the sport 

I bang with the best niggas them career criminals 

Now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to feel me out 

Hollerin' 'bout how they gon' hit on me now 

Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial 

New kicks new trial I don't give a fuck 

I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts 

Ready to self destruct lord I don't want to die 

But what powered your honor to hit me with 25 

I know that real recognize every hustle 

And die with these niggas in the struggle 

Ya feel me 

 

[reptile] 

Oh god shells loaded in the semi auto quoted 

Unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene 

Huntin' for greens like mike meyers trick or treatin' on halloween 

Mashed down in the fatigues servin' the fiends 

Kill or be killed metal pipes under the sleeve 

In the city slicker bust checks or puff cess 

Ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets 

No gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts 

Ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug 

You 'bout to die thug! 

Call the president I'm blowin' up ya residence 

Spill acid on the corpse to clear the evidence 

Protestors outside screamin' free gotti 

Guard your body swat teams is waitin' with the shotty 

 

[wyclef]: y'all need to 

[repeat] 

For all my people doin' time keep your head up 

Wyclef jerry "wonder" new millennium new millennium come on 

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