{*Judge talking*} [Verse One] Twent-five years in the state penitentary Tried to pull off the biggest crime of the century Pulled out the ten-side nine
You know I never had time for the he say, she say Cats talk greasy I put 'em on the three way Coupes keep coming, lookin like a relay Don't catch it now
NZ for hip-hop now I?m touring nominations in the M2 seven home a five time platinum plaque with silver scroll, Australia went gold that?s 35,000 sold at 25 years
t test me, son, you fuck around and catch you one That ain't a threat, that's a promise I can definitely keep You can't compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat
me paint this picture While you sit here thinking in the back of your mind this is the shit yeah I spit for you niggas doing 25 on they 5th year ready
clown now tired of being held down Cross my heart hope to die blinded in some pussy millionaire Living care free, sucka free, playa haters miss me Hope in hard times never catch
now tired of bein' held down Cross my heart hope to die, blinded in some pussy millionaire Livin' care free, sucka free, playa haters miss me Hope in hard times never catch
the nigga that used to flip with us That nigga working for the feds know, the phone beeped when I picked up Nigga got 25 years came home in one summer Catch
drink Why else would a woman wanna treat a man so bad [Verse 1] She was everything I needed Atleast that's what god's contract between us stated After 25 years
bout when you catch a slug Maybe I?m a maniac Maybe I?m crazy Maybe I?m exactly what my fucking hood made me Maybe I?m a do 25 years for murder Maybe
got to be star Sippin white cup it got to be the bar Blue black and red don't touch my car Screwed up click is who we are 25 lighters like DMD 20 inch
Dime 19 years, blood sweat and tears Sellin' inner tubes like Good Year 21, now I'm a grown up So, when you call my phone it's a zone up Age 25, and
off, you be like, damn, did I know this nigga? I'm glad I rap 'cause these days they testify Nigga ain't catch you with nothin' and he got 25 Just '
It bun me, another black man in a jail Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail Hurt me fi see mi little brother in a jail A 25 years to life
to me But quit the yapping before I proceed to clapping And you gon' see the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years
me But quit the yapping before I proceed to clapping And you gon' see the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years
black Some motherfuckers just be living like that They like to feel the chrome in their hands The shit makes them feel like little big man Twelve years old catching
and let me try on your hood Yeah Interlude(prison guard talkin' to inmate): Guard: Do you know how many years you're facin inside? 25