Handle Your Time

(feat. Kid Creole, Sadat X, Xzibit)
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
Oh my goodness! Look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, its a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face like its 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
Thats my third strike, so Xzibit cant go home
Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
Dont ask too many questions *********, keep that on the d-low
My family might mistake you for an undercover C-O
Last one that tried didnt make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
You see the judge, but he dont budge
Thats youre 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 ********* his wife
[Convict 1/Xzibit]
Just because Im locked down dont mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today Im lettin you slide
But tomorrow youll be confronted wit the twos in the side
If you a smart ***** ****er, youll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no *********es and cars, we only got time
Were Im 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 x2/Sadat X]
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you dont, well its only your loss
Youre only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time like a man yo
[ Convict 1/Xzibit]
So its my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
********* stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
*********s say 'Who the ********* is that?'
The X-Man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you dont wanna ********* wit these
Murders 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 ******* **s ('YEAH')
Yeah *********, welcom to central booking ('YEAH')
A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ('YEAH'), drug slingers, and gun
Clappers
Even *********-ass, shook-ass *********s ('YEAH') like yall
Get on your ?('YEAH'), get out the blood on your ?married character?
Kitten-ass faces ('YEAH'), *********s about to beat you all down to the last stop
[echoes]
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
Im all good, as I telephone my hood
At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you cant bid your time by stayin in the cell
Im gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where Im in fat pink caps, New York to California
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and tell em 'Yo try those!'
* ********s try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but dont act like a sucka
Aint you aint got to be the wildest *********er
Use control, put a cat in whole if hes broke
And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
Aiyyo I aint 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 ********* up!)
Somebody got some at least some money man (****** *** what!)
Or something man, I aint get no letters man
(You gone be my ********* tonight, what)
******* **s 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
(*********er, what ah um!)
Tryin to jam my collect calls now
(You will be mines tonight ******* **er!)
Nobody aint home, nobody wanna write me (Mine you hear me!)
I aint got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
(Youll be mine tonight *********er!)
Aint nobody put no money on my book
(Dont fall asleep tonight *********!)
Its like Im starvin in here
This aint no fun