Luyện nghe bài hát Carry The Weight

Intro: Xzibit,

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

One:

You see I don't like to remenisce the past
The lower class, no clout livin' to mouth
and every wrong move the police keep count
make it real fuckin' to get streched out
I was at the funeral when it all
You know the painful from a boy to men
I sight of my mother at the age of nine
didn't understand death nearly lost my
But see life moves on and broke niggas change it
Age ten, new step family
at thirteen, I started hair on my dick
And me and my sister were gettin' treated like shit
I would forever be hit anything in reach
Then my father would proceed to go to church and
about forgiveness, all the shit that he lacked
Gettin' jump when he said and the head gat
physical contact was in of a slap
at the age of fifteen Xzibit now hit
courtesy of my stepbrother, who me to scrap
Left the bitch on the ground with her eyes on
Ran from the house of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention I built up hate
I remember the date of the judical debate
but legally I was now in custody of the

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and
Say what's up to Xzibit and I don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next move to
Gotta find way to release this hate

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still speak
I'm to contemplate the next move to make
Gotta find way Xzibit carry the weight

Interlude: Xzibit,

it's fucked up though man]

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

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

Verse

And that was then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but only now I was fucked up plus all
My father talkin' all to me over the phone
Turned age now on my own
Started running with cats who carried cause they had too
with no hesitation load then blast you
Without a hastle we in a of hicks
fuckin' all chicks
rock by the bricks
so we feelin' like we Nino Brown
At the when the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see your hands (now)"
A.T.F. cause of and contraban
we never kept it in the
So of course we
found one pistol took us all down town
We be out by the end of the
drunk on the strip let the system BOOM!
Who assume Mr. QK would chill with a wife
Ty and caught bodies
Now spend there life behind bars
catchin' scars that will not
don't know the half about keepin' it real

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