25 To Life chords by Mr. Capone-E
Verse 1
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Yeah, now this ain't no
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motherfuckin'
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rehabilitation facility
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This shit's for life over here
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High power life from penitentiary
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Doing 25 to life in this compo
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It's do or die right here
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Ain't nobody on the level
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Step up and get mopped the fuck up
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25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm servin' 25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm servin' 25 to life,
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I put in that work for the
high power stripes
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Front line kamikaze psycho, that's me
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Brigade military minded x3
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Artillery full loaded,
soldiers on a warpath
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Avalanche of psycho,
causin' a bloodbath
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Mayhem suicidal,
put me in a straight hole
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Lethal injection for the motherfuckin' label
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I might get 25 to life,
life ain't nothing nice
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I'm sick just like lice,
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I never think twice
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Rearrange my thoughts
and rearrange my aim
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I'm smashing all you lames
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and you critics in this game
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I'm stuck in this cell,
reading all this mail
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Looking at the sun through the
crack of the rail
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Life ain't no joke, fuck my adversaries
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Ain't no competition,
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enemies get buried
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Serving 25 to life, in that cold cell
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Pass me the wheeler,
homies on the theater
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Been down, with this high power vela
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Fools dropped out of this life,
that's to see ya
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Still getting shipped off,
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wouldn't wanna be ya
High power,
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still the label that pays me
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Thought the label fell off,
you must be crazy
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25 to life, since the early 80's,
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we been down
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25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm serving
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25 to life, 25 to life
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25 to life, 25 to life, I'm servin'
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25 to life, 25 to life, yeah, okay
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25 to life, pass me the shank,
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I'm bouta hit the lick
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Prank's crazy, boy,
from that high power click
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Put the yard down, stuck another clown
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Politic s sick,
homies go pound for pound
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Smell the bitch in you, homie,
like a bloodhound
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Face in the ground,
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don't you fuckin' make a sound
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Don't you fuckin' make a sound
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Don't you make a sound and tell,
lock down in the cell
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Cause we both bound for hell,
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25 with your nail
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I'm a rider, fire to cider, murder for hire
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Been a high power, life of caps,
pass me the wire
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I'm a six -ounce cider,
spit none but fire
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Crazy Loke's the real son,
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the rap god, the messiah
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Live the life of a vengeance
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with these reckless revenges
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25 is the sentence
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in Cali streets of corrections
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25 to life, 25 to life,
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I'm serving 25 to life, 25 to life,
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25 to life, 25 to life, I'm serving 25 to life,
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25 to life, to life,
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I'm a high power lifer, soldier, survivor,
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A real fuckin' writer
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Southwest side, mainline walker
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The pot shot caller, the jailhouse baller
You never see us coming,
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puto, then you stuck
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You can't fuck with high power,
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homie, that's what's up
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Don't talk, what you don't know about
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If we don't like how you look,
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then we roll you out
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It's a struggle where I'm from
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on what we blessin'
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Harder catches comin' up,
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we split it in the vestin'
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I be on the grind
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while you other suckas slept in
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You fumble in the ball,
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I'ma come through interceptin'
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Now boy, I've been requesting
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your loyalty in question
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I'm throwing up the bees
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and I still gotta connect them
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I'm a young rider
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for these motherfucking asses
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This is Tyler's road,
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I'ma hit him in a second
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Now bitches, y I'm fly
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Bitches, y I'm 25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm serving 25 to life, 25 to life
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25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm serving 25 to life
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Twenty -five to life
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Caught a life sentence,
back in the sixth
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Signed a high power,
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now call the shots up in this bitch
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I've had motherfuckers
try to politic against me
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Try to take a bitch out,
but motherfuckers miss me
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Piece of shit dropouts
can't hang with a vallera
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All they do is talk and bark, that's better
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They be making and faking lies,
go get murdered by the truth
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Loca mexicana, nobody worried about you
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I'm the one that ain't
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scared to go to war
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I'm the one starting riots up in New York
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I'm the one shutting
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down all them doors
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I'm MLP, bitch, they label me hardcore
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I had the homie in the county
bless him with his love
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Now resting in peace,
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watching from up above
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Can't nobody in the game
put fear in this bitch
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Fighting murder cause she
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wrote what's real as it gets
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25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm serving
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25 to life, 25 to life
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25 to life, 25 to life
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I'm servin'
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25 to life, 25 to life
Outro 1
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25 To Life
Mr. Capone-E
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