Xzibit lyrics
Xzibit lyrics
"Carry The Weight lyrics"
All Torn Down lyrics
I see the city and it isn't what it used to be A million houses goin' up and down in front of me No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again Don't care if it's historic - don't really care at all A hidden landscape on the brink of a development A protest rally never satisfied with development Both striving for a perfect world Each having their own opinion Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all All Torn Down I see th
[Intro: Xzibit, J-Ro]I see the city and it isn't what it used to be A million houses goin' up and down in front of me No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again Don't care if it's historic - don't really care at all A hidden landscape on the brink of a development A protest rally never satisfied with development Both striving for a perfect world Each having their own opinion Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all All Torn Down I see th
I really wish I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
(I'ma tell you exactly why I do the things
I do, youknowhatI'm sayin')
Gotta carry the weight youknowhatI'msayin'
Go ahead
Yeah! I break it down like this
[Verse One:]
You see I don't like to remenisce about the past
The lower class, no clout livin' hand to mouth
Each and every wrong move the police keep count
make it real fuckin' 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 and broke niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step family arrangement
at thirteen, I started gettin' hair on my dick
And noticed me and my sister were gettin' treated like shit
I would forev
A Ship Named Despair lyrics
Stowaway, starless Washed down by an uncaring tide Thrown away heartlessly Crossed out for snaring a ride On a ship named despair I shoot flares in the night But nobody's there... I don't care I've no conscience My memory died On the day I looked into your faraway eyes...
er be hit with anything in reach Stowaway, starless Washed down by an uncaring tide Thrown away heartlessly Crossed out for snaring a ride On a ship named despair I shoot flares in the night But nobody's there... I don't care I've no conscience My memory died On the day I looked into your faraway eyes...
Then my father would proceed to go to church and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the shit that he lacked
Gettin' jump when he said and 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 and Nate
Into juvenile detention where I built up hate
I don't 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 and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next move to make
Gotta find some way to release this hate
And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak
I'
Bills, Bills, Bills lyrics
[Verse 1 Beyonce:] At first we started out real cool Taking me places I ain't never been But now, you're getting comfortable Ain't doing those things you did no more You're slowly making me pay for things Your money should be handling And now you ask to use my car (car) Drive it all day and don't fill up the tank And you have the audacity To even come and step to me Ask to hold some money from me Until you get your ch
trying to contemplate the next move to make[Verse 1 Beyonce:] At first we started out real cool Taking me places I ain't never been But now, you're getting comfortable Ain't doing those things you did no more You're slowly making me pay for things Your money should be handling And now you ask to use my car (car) Drive it all day and don't fill up the tank And you have the audacity To even come and step to me Ask to hold some money from me Until you get your ch
Gotta find some way Xzibit carry the weight
[Interlude: Xzibit, (J-Ro)]
(Yeah it's fucked up though man)
(YouknowhatI'msayin')
Yo
(The fuck you doin' in jail)
Insane man, I don't know man, he he he
(Yeah wats goin' on down there, gotta get out dude)
Yeah I be out in couple of weeks man
YouknowI'msayin'
(It's popin' man)
It's cool yo fuck that
(It's popin' out here)
They can go on and on for that
(I'm tellin' you it's popin' man come home)
[Verse Two:]
And that was worse then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but only now I was fucked 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
fu
Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank lyrics
I tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth [Chorus] I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high If you should waiver, if you should sway I'd cat
kin' all these chicksI tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth [Chorus] I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high If you should waiver, if you should sway I'd cat
Sellin' rock by the bricks
so we feelin' like we mothafuckin' Nino Brown
At the house when the mothafuckin' man touched down
Screamin' demands "Let me see your goddamn hands (now)"
A.T.F. cause of handguns and 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 and 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
Yeah! gotta carry the weight
Like this euh!
Bringin live
Yeah! yeah! like this
It's Xzibit
Gotta carry the weight
Like that yo!
Like that yo!