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, sayin']
Gotta carry the youknowhatI'msayin'
Go
Yeah! I break it like this

Verse

You see I don't like to remenisce the past
The class, no clout livin' hand to mouth
Each and every move the police keep count
make it real fuckin' to get streched out
I was at the funeral it all began
You the painful transition from a boy to men
I sight of my mother at the age of nine
didn't understand death nearly my mind
But see life moves on and niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step family
at thirteen, I gettin' hair on my dick
And noticed me and my sister were gettin' treated shit
I would forever be hit with in reach
Then my father would proceed to go to and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the shit that he
jump when he said and the head gat cracked
physical 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 from the of Teresa and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I built up
I remember the date of the judical debate
but I was now in custody of the state

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

And wonder why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to and I still don't 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 in jail]
man, I don't know man, he he he
[Yeah wats on down there, gotta get out dude]
Yeah I be out in of weeks man

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

Two:

And that was worse then the treatment I was gettin' at
but now I was fucked up plus all alone
My father talkin' all crazy to me over the
age sixteen now on my own
Started running with cats who carried cause they had too
with no lock load then blast you
Without a hastle we in a town of
fuckin' all chicks
rock by the bricks
so we feelin' like we mothafuckin' Nino
At the when the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see your goddamn (now)"
A.T.F. cause of handguns and
we kept it in the house
So of course we
Only found one pistol took us all down
We be out by the end of the
gettin' drunk on the strip let the BOOM!
Who would assume Mr. QK would with a wife
Ty and Matt caught
Now spend there life behind bars
catchin' scars that will not
niggas don't know the about keepin' it real

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