Handle Your Time Lyrics - Xzibit

[convict 2/sadat x] 

Oh my goodness! look what they sendin through nowadays 

Ah, it's a light-weight 

And he got a smirk on his face like it's all of that 

Yeah, well we gone see what it is 

[convict 1/xzibit] 

What you in for, everything under the sun 

Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun 

That's my third strike, so xzibit can't go home 

Fight to see daylight like sylvester stallone 

Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-low 

My family might mistake you for an undercover c-o 

Last one that tried didn't make it past bookin 

Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin 

[convict 2/sadat x] 

You see the judge, but he don't budge 

That's you're third felony, I believe strike three 

Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite 

Lost to the world, your moms and your girl 

Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up 

Cats is stickin, straight up 

Wit the shank, get more time in the tank 

Ask hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank 

They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife 

[convict 1/xzibit] 

Just because I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin stop 

Her-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop 

You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you slide 

But tomorrow you'll be confronted wit the two's in the side 

If you a smart mothafucker, you'll be fallin wit mine 

Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time 

We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to waste 

Once in a while catch a cannanite in the wrong place 

Beat him down, break the strongest hand, piss in his face 

Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a case 

Low-class, got a dozen free visitors pass 

Plus the female c-order wanna give me some ass 

Chorus [sadat x] 2x 

This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs 

And if you don't, well it's only your loss 

You're only here 'cause you tried to force and be the boss, ha 

Handle your time like a man yo 

[convict 1/xzibit] 

So it's my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no 

You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate 

Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by this muslim cat 

Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps 

Niggas say "who the fuck is that? " 

The x-man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county 

Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna fuck wit these 

Murders and felonies keep you company ("yeah!") 

[convict 3/kid creole] 

And yes y'all, come on in ("yeah") 

All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook niggas ("yeah") 

Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking ("yeah") 

A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ("yeah"), drug slingers, and gun 

Clappers 

Even bitch-ass, shook-ass niggas ("yeah") like y'all 

Get 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] 

I'm all good, as I telephone my hood 

At first I was shook, tried to play by the book 

But you can't bid your time by stayin in the cell 

I'm gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner 

Where I'm in fat pink caps, new york to california 

Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos 

Givin cats pills, and tell em "yo try those!" 

Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight 

We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight 

Hey you be aight, but don't act like a sucka 

Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest mothafucker 

Use control, put a cat in whole if he's broke 

And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go 

And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough 

Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my bail 

Chorus 

[convict 2/sadat x] (convict 3/kid creole) 

Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man 

(oh what? oh shut the fuck up!) 

Somebody got some at least some money man (nigga what!) 

Or something man, I ain't get no letters man 

(you gone be my bitch tonight, what) 

Niggas forgettin about me man 

(I'll poke y'all, don't come on the island) 

Namsayin, supposed to be my crew 

(don't be on the island when I get there) 

Can't even make collect phone calls 

(mothafucker, what ah um!) 

Tryin to jam my collect calls now 

(you will be mines tonight mothafucker!) 

Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna write me (mine you hear me!) 

I ain't got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin 

(you'll be mine tonight mothafucker!) 

Ain't nobody put no money on my book 

(don't fall asleep tonight bitch!) 

It's like I'm starvin in here 

This ain't no fun