Xzibit - Carry The Weight lyrics

Intro: Xzibit, [J-Ro]

I really wish I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI amsayin´,he he, yo yo
[I ama tell you exactly why I do the things
I do, youknowhatI am sayin´]
Have got to carry the weight youknowhatI amsayin´
Go ahead
Yea! I break it down like this

Verse One:

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

Chorus:

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club & drink
Say what´s up to Xzibit & I still don´t speak
I am trying to contemplate the next move to make
Have got to find some way to release this hate

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club & drink
Say what´s up to Xzibit & I still don´t speak
I am trying to contemplate the next move to make
Have got to find some way Xzibit carry the weight

Interlude: Xzibit, [J-Ro]

[Yea it is f*cked up though man]
[YouknowhatI amsayin´]
Yo
[The f*ck you doin´ in jail]
Insane man, I do not know man, he he he
[Yea wats goin´ on down there, have got to get out dude]
Yea I be out in couple of weeks man
YouknowI amsayin´
[It is popin´ man]
It is cool yo f*ck that
[It is popin´ out here]
They can go on & on for that
[I am tellin´ you it is popin´ man come home]

Verse Two:

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

Chorus 1 1/2

Outro:

Like this
Like this, like that
Yea! have got to carry the weight
Like this euh!
Bringin live
Yea! yea! like this
It is Xzibit
Have got to carry the weight
Like that yo!
Like that yo!


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