Ludacris
Do Your Time
Songwriters: Bridges, Christopher Bria; Butler, Chad L.; Daugherty, Shamar D.; Grant, Dwight; Lee Jr., Alonzo E.; Miller, CoreyFood in your locker keeps shrinkin', your celly feet stinkin'
Put some money on his books and help him out with his appeal
It's so close to bein' slavery, in Texas n**** it's scary
They scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free, here I go
White boys can't handle the pain at night
To my man Lil' Nell, stay up homie
Can't see how grown men wash other men drawers
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up
But half of my black brothers are still incarcerated
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
And I'ma stand up for my partner, steady let them off a lot, yeah
And three months later that n**** came home too
F***** [Incomprehensible] will have you stuck in that pill line
And when him home, let me go I make sure that his books was on
Talkin' about old connects and new prices
'Cause commissary is so very necessary
If you locked in the box keep makin' it through
To my man, Paul Selene, stay up homie
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me
To my cousin Jimmy Watson, stay up homie
Do your time, do your time don't let your time do you
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
That box, a mother*******, it could stress a n**** b****
When I was down them n***** fell out, so I'm ridin' with the girls
Almost died, in Camp Jay, n****, ride or cry
You all in b****, sit down when you piss
And every week said he wanna hit the streets
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still alive
They send no letters, no books, and no money for no food
'Cause they got mo' heart, than them fake a** dudes
A magazine and some pictures is a n****** whole world
If you doin' 25 to life, stay up homie
I'ma keep ridin' with Bun 'cause UGK will never stop
Ain't no limit to this s*** 'cause now his dream's comin' tru
Look up in my mailbox, I get letters from my cuz
If you locked in the box, keep makin' it through
To my man Steve P, stay up homie
Especially when you broke and home base, ain't acceptin' your calls
The canteen ran out of menthols
N***** played the phone room reckless, and get hit with new indictments
If you locked in the box, keep makin' it through
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
Caught in damn jailhouse barbers pushin' back on your hairline
One fight, dude got stabbed, he lost the nine
To my n**** Z Ro, stay up homie
Cream has suicide attempts, precious took his own life
300 years left, my dawg ain't never comin' home
If you locked in the box keep makin' it through
If you locked in the box keep makin' it through
Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to send 'em some s***
It's slavery, hard labor, catch the feel
If you locked in the box keep, makin' it through
Your b**** missed the V I this weekend
Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I ain't seen it all
And I'm as trill as you can be
If you ever have to leave, I got your mother and your daughter
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
Now this dead man walkin' parkin' million dollar cars
To Abdul McKeith, stay up homie
I reached out to C-Murder, right before I came home
Open the dead roll balls
Some sold they soul, others used to sell rocks
To my brother Mikey Mike, stay up homie
Send some pictures of the fam, and nasty pics of Shawnna
And walk around with lipstick, and a pocketbook
To my cuz J.B., stay up homie
Or stress'll take a dumb n****, give him a new case
But then I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream
You lookin' at a man that would
That s*** I used to tell my walkie lil' itchy
This phone call may be monitored and recorded
Locked up in a cell block, lost from the shell shock
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
With a shotgun, burnin' at the back of your dome
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
To the King Larry Hoover, stay up homie
To my partner Shan O, you gotta stay up homie
To my homeboy Mack, stay up homie
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
Redneck on the hearse while you walk, it's real
And until you hit the bricks, stay up homie
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
Until I see you in the streets, keep makin' it through
'Cause it's never too late to stop bein' a b****
To the homeboy Shyne, stay up homie
Born in this way of livin' and our youth are stuck
Stress'll take a young n****, give him an old face
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it through
To my n**** Pharoahe, stay up homie
To be safe, it's safe to say the justice system's f***** up
And you don't hear your name when it's mail time
All my peoples in the pit, stay up homie
To my n**** Mystikal, stay up homie
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
But he never struck a deal, 'cause his mouth will never squeal
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I blow you a kiss
Die for his daughter, just to let her breathe
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it through
All he did was smoke weed and drink coffee, I know he miss me
If you locked in the box keep makin' it through
I got your money on ice so, stay up homie
You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your a** shook
Wake up, roll call, another day gone by



