Luyện nghe bài hát Carry The Weight

Intro: Xzibit,

I really I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
tell you exactly why I do the things
I do, youknowhatI'm
Gotta carry the youknowhatI'msayin'
Go
Yeah! I it down like this

Verse

You see I don't like to remenisce the past
The lower class, no clout livin' hand to
Each and every wrong move the keep count
make it real fuckin' to get streched out
I was at the when it all began
You know the transition from a boy to men
I lost sight of my mother at the age of
didn't understand death nearly lost my
But see life moves on and broke niggas can't it
Age ten, new family arrangement
at thirteen, I started gettin' hair on my
And noticed me and my sister were treated like shit
I forever be hit with anything in reach
my father would proceed to go to church and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the that he lacked
Gettin' jump he said and the head gat cracked
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 on the ground with her eyes on black
Ran away from the house of Teresa and
Into juvenile detention where I up hate
I don't the date of the judical debate
but legally I was now in custody of the

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 move to make
Gotta find some way to this hate

And niggas why I sit up in the club and drink
Say up to Xzibit and I still don't speak
I'm to contemplate the next move to make
Gotta find way Xzibit carry the weight

Interlude: Xzibit,

[Yeah it's fucked up man]

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

[It's man]
It's cool yo that
popin' out here]
They can go on and on for
[I'm you it's popin' man come 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 crazy to me over the
age sixteen now on my own
Started running cats who carried gats cause they had too
with no lock load then blast you
Without a hastle we in a town of
fuckin' all chicks
Sellin' rock by the
so we feelin' like we mothafuckin' Brown
At the house the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see your goddamn (now)"
A.T.F. of handguns and contraban
we never kept it in the
So of course we
Only 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 Mr. QK would chill with a wife
Ty and caught bodies
Now they spend life behind bars
catchin' scars that not heal
niggas don't know the about keepin' it real

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