Luyện nghe bài hát Carry The Weight

Intro: Xzibit,

I wish I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
[I'ma you exactly why I do the things
I do, sayin']
Gotta carry the weight
Go
Yeah! I break it down like

One:

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

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

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

Interlude: Xzibit,

[Yeah it's up though man]

Yo
[The fuck you in jail]
Insane man, I don't man, he he he
[Yeah wats on down there, gotta get out dude]
Yeah I be out in of weeks man

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

Verse

And was worse then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but only now I was fucked up plus all
My father all crazy to me over the phone
age sixteen now on my own
Started running with cats who gats 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 mothafuckin' Nino
At the house the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see goddamn hands (now)"
A.T.F. of handguns and contraban
we kept it in the house
So of we clounded
found one pistol took us all down town
We be out by the end of the
gettin' drunk on the strip let the BOOM!
Who would assume Mr. QK would chill a wife
Ty and Matt bodies
Now spend there life behind bars
scars that will not heal
niggas know the half about keepin' it real

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