Big Lou - Pencil Case Song (25 To Life) lyrics
[Verse 1: DJ Felicetti] Yeah, in my schoolboy days I often would see pencils with an angelic haze Something came over me, like a dragon from the west I'm the coolest cat around and I've always had the best Wear the best, walk the best Don't skip, talk, or play like the rest But the one thing that I can't control Is when I get out of this jail on parole [Hook] (said I got 25 to life) Stolen pencil case, not in my book s**er (said I got 25 to life) I'm in a jam like my names Smucker (said I got 25 to life) These pencils, I just couldn't resist (said I got 25 to life) I'm sitting in jail I got a nervous cyst [Verse 2: Big Lou/DJ Felicetti] Funny you would call me a crook After I lay down this nasty hook This jail be locked under key and latch But these verses I'm here and ready to datch And I'm not talking about summer homes But were talking about violent murder homes Alright, so now listen here y'all Cuz I‘m about to throne this ball Pencil case with baby blue zips Through any rubber bands it rips Shawty said nice pencil case wheredja get it? Where else mitch, the salvation army! [Hook] (said I got 25 to life) Don't be hatin, don't be playin my friend (said I got 25 to life) Or else I got someone elses' neck to bend (said I got 25 to life) I appreciate pens but sorry nope (said I got 25 to life) Pencils and erasers, always most dope [Verse 3: Big Lou] I'll k** anybody over the right pencil case Fire shots in your body and make off with haste I'm the pencil case fiend and I rob every day The master of crime so listen to what I say Real a** crook count erasers like bills If you try and front on me I'll make you run to the hills You better watch out or I'll jack your sharpener Make you miss your lead have you cry to your gardener I'll have your rubber eraser on a milk carton Trading lead for lead like Mark O. Barton When I need some extra cash I sell mechanicals on the side Try to mess with my game and I'll skin your hide [Verse 4: Big Lou] I knew a guy went to jail over a pencil case Almost got away with it, but slipped up and caught the case Sentenced 25 years should've seen his momma's face Son should've stayed humble yeah should've stuck with selling base Spent 24 years going without parole 25th year brah son was on a roll Week left in the big house Chilling in the cafeteria dreaming of getting out Going down to put his tray away Son stabbed with a pencil put on layaway One day left of jail brah pa**ed away Next time I get the pencil case out to do it the bay way I'm a think of him first and put that ish away Cause pencil cases yeah ain't nothing to fudge with So remember this dude every time you bump this Cause just like you son used to run it And now I'm putting flowers on his tomb due to this dumb ish