Luyện nghe bài hát Carry The Weight

Intro: Xzibit,

I really wish I could you know at
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
[I'ma tell you why I do the things
I do, youknowhatI'm
Gotta carry the youknowhatI'msayin'
Go
Yeah! I it down like this

One:

You see I don't like to about the past
The lower class, no clout hand to mouth
Each and every wrong move the police count
it real fuckin' easy to get streched out
I was at the when it all began
You know the transition from a boy to men
I lost of my mother at the age of nine
didn't understand nearly lost my mind
But see life on and broke niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step arrangement
at thirteen, I started gettin' on my dick
And noticed me and my were gettin' treated like shit
I would forever be hit with anything in
Then my father would to go to church and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the that he lacked
Gettin' when he said and the head gat cracked
contact was in form of a slap
at the age of Xzibit now hit back
courtesy of my stepbrother, who taught me to
Left the bitch on the ground with her eyes on
Ran away the house of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I up hate
I don't remember the date of the debate
but legally I was now in of the state

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't
I'm trying to contemplate the next to make
find some way to release this hate

And niggas why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next to make
find some way Xzibit carry the weight

Interlude: Xzibit,

[Yeah it's fucked up though

Yo
[The fuck you in jail]
Insane man, I know man, he he he
[Yeah wats on down there, gotta get out dude]
I be out in couple of weeks man

[It's man]
It's cool yo that
popin' out here]
They can go on and on for
[I'm tellin' you it's popin' man come

Verse

And that was then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but only now I was fucked up all alone
My father all crazy to me over the phone
age sixteen now on my own
Started running cats who carried gats cause they had too
with no hesitation lock load blast you
a hastle we in a town of hicks
fuckin' all chicks
Sellin' rock by the
so we feelin' like we mothafuckin' Nino
At the house when the mothafuckin' man touched
demands "Let me see your goddamn hands (now)"
A.T.F. cause of and contraban
we kept it in the house
So of course we
Only found one pistol took us all town
We be out by the end of the
gettin' drunk on the let the system BOOM!
Who would Mr. QK would chill with a wife
Ty and Matt caught
Now they spend there behind bars
catchin' scars that will not
niggas don't know the about keepin' it real

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